Our 911 call for Emilia!

Ok so Im going to make this story short...well, kind of. The girls were playing in their room while I was picking up a bit, Emilia starts crying, No biggie but something told me to check on her, Thank you Lord! As I get closer her cry starts sounding muffled (Is Bella pinning her down because Emi took a toy or something?) I fling open the door and there she is, crying and stuck...in a potty seat! Not just any potty seat, The one My Great uncle Babe made me when I was a little girl-there was no way I was getting her out, after a minute of panic and trying to contact my husband without any success, 911 I called! Hello, whats your emergency? 'My Daughters stuck in a potty chair!' 911 operator: Excuse me? Me: Yes, my daughter is stuck in an 'old' potty chair. 911 operator: ok ma'am, just try to keep her calm, help is on the way. Well, there I was stuck (no pun intended) waiting for the firemen to come and rescue poor emi. What should I do? hmmmmmm, how about call mom and break it to her that my prized potty chair that my dear great uncle Babe made me was possibly about to be destroyed? Check! Moms reply " Oh no, tell them to try to not completely ruin it and take pictures!" Of course the thought of snapping a few pics already passed through my mind, c'mon she was stuck in a potty! Do you know what kind of leverage this will give me when she's a teenager? So mom just set the thought in stone...and here are the resulting pictures and oh for those of you wondering, She is just fine, and so is the chair! It was seconds away from being cut to free Emi, but they got her out just in time! BTW on a side note, bella blurted out that I had taken pictures of my poor helpless daughter to the firemen after all was said and done! Thanks Bella! Love Ya!