Spent today (Saturday) in town, meeting with friends. Then met up with wife who had been baby shopping (for the 1 and the "bit").
Then I locked the keys in the car :(
We went and ate at Burger King. I remember why I haven't been there in 3 months or so - it tastes good while eating, then my body rebels against the hyper-processed food for the next 6 hours or so.
Thankfully, one of my friends came to the rescue and came to help get into the car. After messing around with a coat-hanger for a bit (which, by the way, not a single person questioned us on) he drove me home where there were some spare car keys. I'm not sure it's a good thing, but it was much easier breaking into the house than the car.