"Okay, buckle up guys." I chime.
No one moves... of course.
Albowin pauses in his never ending dialogue long enough to grab his seat belt. I smile, "Thank you."
Vicbowin is still ignoring me.
She rolls her eyes and grabs her seatbelt as well. The Mischievite is struggling with his own, so I ask Vicbowin to help him out. She tries to reach over... behind his back... obviously that doesn't work.
The Mischievite spots something on the floor of the truck and hops down to inspect it.
"Munchkin, you need to sit down and get your seat-belt on so we can go."
Vicbowin is still struggling with his seat-belt (I'm not sure why, since he's not in the seat). She growls in frustration and unbuckles herself.
"Mischievite you need to sit down."
Holding his recent find in his hand, he sits... on Vicbowin's arm. She screeches and yells at him. It's my turn to roll my eyes.
Then I hear a gasp from next to me. Albowin has dropped his toy onto the floor of the truck. He reaches down to grab it but the seat-belt is holding him in place. He goes to unlatch himself, inwardly I start laughing at this stupid situation. Thankfully he merely slips under the shoulder harness.
Vicbowin is still struggling in the back seat.
After watching for a minute, I unlatch my own seat-belt and lean back to buckle the Mischievite in. Vicbowin smiles gratefully.
"Buckle up, please." I say to her. She complies.
I lean back into my seat and take a deep breath before re-buckling myself and starting to drive. All the while thinking how glad I am that no one was trying to wait for my parking spot.