Wrong Car

So, again on Thursday, Mom, Morgan and I had a good laugh. We were at our final stop, Winco. We already bought all the food we had on our list, and were out in the parking lot trying to open up the back of our car. Mom pushed the unlocked button, and the back still wouldn't open. Morgan kept repeating "I don't think this is our car" or "this isn't our car". Well, we looked to the left, and right next to the car we thought was ours, was our actual car. Good thing the alarm didn't go off, because Mom and I were really pulling up on the handle to open up the back.

The car on the left is ours, and the one on the right is some random person's car.

At least we tried to get into another White Suburban, instead of a different type of car. Next time we need to think twice before we try and get into our car.