Day 16....oh day 16, why????

Well, here's a little back story!  Sean's parents gave him a car when we moved here.  The car has a remote start installed......I have a 2 year old obsessed with daddy's keys.  So far I have been fairly diligent in watching and making sure he doesn't get them and start Sean's car.  Yesterday I was online paying some bills so I got my purse and put it on the floor next to my chair.  Next thing I know, Sean's car is trying to start.  I am thinking "No big deal, it hasn't been started in 2 weeks so it probably needs to run a bit".  I take the keys then go out to shut it off.  I cannot get the drivers door open (I later learn there is a accent chinese secret to opening this door)....so, I go to the passengers side and try to find the button I "think" is suppose to turn it off.  I am hitting buttons and switches but nothing.  At this time, my foot that is still on the ground outside becomes wet.  My first thought is "Why is Sean's car leaking water?"  then I smell it.  It's not water, it is gas, and it is not leaking it is pouring out!  At this time, I am standing in the middle of a fairly large gas puddle with a running car next to me.  I run over to my neighbor and bang on his door, I also call Sean's parents to see how to shut the car off.  My neighbor looks at me and I tell him "I don't care how you get it off, I don't car if you just start pulling cords.  It's got to shut off".  This car is about two feet from my front door, right next to my house where my 10 year old is still sleeping, and my 9 and 2 year old are at the back door ready to run out incase anything happens.  So, one by one my neighbor pulls the spark plugs, by pull number three it shuts off.  BUT THE DARN THING TRIES TO START AGAIN!  So he pulls the last one, because every time this thing tries to start, more gas pours out.  It's not done, it tries AGAIN!  So finally we find some pliers and pull one of the battery plugs off.  TRY TO START NOW!    It wasn't until about an hour later that I realize how very very very much God loves me!  About 2 weeks ago Sean wanted to leave the car in the garage while he was gone.  There was a gas odor in the garage when he parked it so I asked him to move it.  I didn't feel comfortable with it in the garage.  Had the car been left in the garage, the fumes would have built up from the gas leak, and when my neighbor pulled the spark plugs....let's just say it wouldn't not have ended well for any of us.  I am so thankful to have a God who protects me even when I am not looking.  Who loves me enough to give me common sense, and for putting such great neighbors in my life!  Here's to praying day 17 is completely boring and void of any excitement!!!!!!

All washed down and airing out!