Grandpa Dean had knee surgery so we road over to the hospital to see him. Paisley and I had to head to Vegas after so Doug was walking us out when we rode the elevator. Good thing he was with us or I would have seriously panicked. The elevator was taking unusually long when I finally said, I think we're stuck! It had been on level 2 for a long time and never reached level one. The doors never opened so finally we called the front desk from the elevator phone to let them know what was going on. The front desk lady kept calling us back wondering if anyone had come yet and we kept saying, "Nope! We're still here!" Finally about 15 minutes later two men came and pried the door open. I was so glad I was with my little family and that we had cell phone service or I would have panicked. Now whenever we get in an elevator Paisley will say, "Elevator-STUCK!" It's so cute!
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