Today while driving home, I closed the window in the back... Molly and Joe immedietly started yelling. Joe is yelling, "Hey I want that open!" Molly is yelling, "YOU BROKE MY FINGERS!"
It took my brain a few seconds to register what they were saying, but since I was driving and it was dark I couldn't find the button to open the window for Molly to get her fingers out. I had to pull over first.
Good News: Molly's fingers are not broken
Bad News: They have very deep bruises.
Really Bad News: I did the same thing to Joe a few weeks ago.
One of us really needs to remember not to close the window without checking for fingers.