We were in sunny San Antonio, babysitting the grandkids again. We were driving around in the minivan with Henry.
As we were putting Henry back in his seat, Henry got his hands on the keys for the minivan.
We’re not sure what Henry did, but the back hatch started to open, the windows all opened, and the horn sounded over and over.
We eventually got all of the openings and beepings to stop, finished loading Henry into his seat and tried to get on our way.
We noticed that the backup camera showed us a view of San Antonio’s cloudy sky instead of the parking lot behind us. Apparently, the back hatch, with the backup camera, was still open.
The only thing missing from this cluster was that the wipers hadn’t started dragging across the windshield.
