Friday, March 13, 2009
Girls Night Out
The Facebook Phenom has brought about some change in my life. One of those things being that I get to chat with some high school friends now. Even if just to comment on something they say or tell them how cute their kids are. But, Friday night I took it to a whole new level. I grew up not far from here and many of the girls still live right in this area, so we Facebooked each other and decided to get together (one friend was coming in from Florida for a visit) for dinner. To say I was nervous was an understatement. I wanted to go, but I was nervous. I had not seen most of these girls (except for FB) since our 10 year reunion in 2003. But, I sucked it up and went... and to be perfectly honest I had a blast. Everyone has changed so much, but at the same time so little. They were the people they have always been, and it was a breath of fresh air to get to catch up.
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
What would you do?
Have you all seen that show? The Dateline type show that puts people in situations to see what they would really do... if they saw their best friends husband on a date... if they saw a woman being abused... if their waiter was doing weird things to their food? I felt like I was put into that situation twice.
Yesterday afternoon I was on car-rider duty and went to get the kiddos. On my way home, I was sitting at a four way stop on a neighborhood street that is very busy during school drop-off and pick-up. I notice a little boy playing in the yard, by himself. There were no adults around. I see a home with a door open (but with a storm door). This little boy is older than Eliza but younger than Silas. As he is running around I notice that he thinks the cars going every which way are funny, and he begins to play around with the cars. He started stepping out into the street and laughing at the cars stopping to make sure not to hit him. I had a gut feeling that someone did not know that this child was out and about. So I pulled over and went to the kid. This young child had hearing aids in both ears. I let him take me to the door of his home and I began to knock and yell "hello" in the door. After a minute or two a lady came to the door with toothbrush in mouth. I informed her that the little boy was in the street, and she seemed shocked. I thought my job was over, I kept the little boy safe and returned him home. But, I could not quit thinking about it. I wondered if I should have done more. I can tell you that from outward appearances this lady looked more like his childcare provider than his mother, and I wondered if she was his childcare worker if she would pass on the information that the boy had opened the front door to the home and was freely playing on a busy street without the caretakers knowledge. I wondered if I should have called someone to report it... I wondered if I did all I needed to.
Well, this morning I had the chance again. Usually the boys ride the bus to school in the morning, but we have had a sub driver the past 2 days and they have been early. In an effort to RUN out the door to get the bus, Callan's lunch was left at home and I had to take it to him. I have learned that it is easier to get the lunch to the school before 8:35 so that I can walk it right to him rather than sign his lunch in and wait for them to call him to the office when they get a chance. It was on my way home that I looked toward the little wandering boys home again. This morning, I saw for vans parked outside the house on the side of the street and mom's were standing around everywhere with astonished looks on their faces. In an effort to check on the boy I stopped and asked if everyone was there because a little boy was in the street? They confirmed it and told me that he was dodging cars in the street this morning and they had been trying to get an adult to come to the door for a while with no luck. One mom was on the phone with the police department because they started fearing (since there was no answer) that something had happened to the adult in the home. I do not know what happened after that, but I told the woman on the phone with the police that I had returned the boy home yesterday as well. Finally, the same lady came to the door again... she was in the shower, and the boy took it upon himself to escape.
I do not know if I am supposed to do anything else for this child who could have easily been killed 2 times in the past 24 hours. I told Brent that I wanted to take a door lock that can be put on the door out of reach by their home, but don't know if that is my place. I do not know if the police went to check on them, I do not know if the child's mother was informed. I am worried about this little boy who has a new passion for escaping locked doors and playing dodge with cars. What would you do?
Yesterday afternoon I was on car-rider duty and went to get the kiddos. On my way home, I was sitting at a four way stop on a neighborhood street that is very busy during school drop-off and pick-up. I notice a little boy playing in the yard, by himself. There were no adults around. I see a home with a door open (but with a storm door). This little boy is older than Eliza but younger than Silas. As he is running around I notice that he thinks the cars going every which way are funny, and he begins to play around with the cars. He started stepping out into the street and laughing at the cars stopping to make sure not to hit him. I had a gut feeling that someone did not know that this child was out and about. So I pulled over and went to the kid. This young child had hearing aids in both ears. I let him take me to the door of his home and I began to knock and yell "hello" in the door. After a minute or two a lady came to the door with toothbrush in mouth. I informed her that the little boy was in the street, and she seemed shocked. I thought my job was over, I kept the little boy safe and returned him home. But, I could not quit thinking about it. I wondered if I should have done more. I can tell you that from outward appearances this lady looked more like his childcare provider than his mother, and I wondered if she was his childcare worker if she would pass on the information that the boy had opened the front door to the home and was freely playing on a busy street without the caretakers knowledge. I wondered if I should have called someone to report it... I wondered if I did all I needed to.
Well, this morning I had the chance again. Usually the boys ride the bus to school in the morning, but we have had a sub driver the past 2 days and they have been early. In an effort to RUN out the door to get the bus, Callan's lunch was left at home and I had to take it to him. I have learned that it is easier to get the lunch to the school before 8:35 so that I can walk it right to him rather than sign his lunch in and wait for them to call him to the office when they get a chance. It was on my way home that I looked toward the little wandering boys home again. This morning, I saw for vans parked outside the house on the side of the street and mom's were standing around everywhere with astonished looks on their faces. In an effort to check on the boy I stopped and asked if everyone was there because a little boy was in the street? They confirmed it and told me that he was dodging cars in the street this morning and they had been trying to get an adult to come to the door for a while with no luck. One mom was on the phone with the police department because they started fearing (since there was no answer) that something had happened to the adult in the home. I do not know what happened after that, but I told the woman on the phone with the police that I had returned the boy home yesterday as well. Finally, the same lady came to the door again... she was in the shower, and the boy took it upon himself to escape.
I do not know if I am supposed to do anything else for this child who could have easily been killed 2 times in the past 24 hours. I told Brent that I wanted to take a door lock that can be put on the door out of reach by their home, but don't know if that is my place. I do not know if the police went to check on them, I do not know if the child's mother was informed. I am worried about this little boy who has a new passion for escaping locked doors and playing dodge with cars. What would you do?
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
Fabulous Four!
Today my sweet, sweet boy is four! We had a blast eating donuts with candles for breakfast, meeting Nommie at Opry Mills so we could go to the aquarium restaurant, score an Iron Man shirt (and a Build-a-Bear monkey), and right now getting a little nap so that we can party some more when Daddy gets home.
Oh, how the days last so long, but the years fly by. I love this little boy!
Oh, how the days last so long, but the years fly by. I love this little boy!
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
Monday, March 2, 2009
The word I have been trying to avoid...
Looks like we hit our Strike 2 with Silas who woke up from nap yesterday with a fever. I do not know what exactly this mystery illness is (since Callan tested negative for strep and flu) but my kids are just out of it and they say thier legs hurt(from the knee down). Today he is acting semi normal just running a fever, I dosed him up with Tylen@l and he is begging for Batman pics to color.
Sunday, March 1, 2009
SNOW DAY
I know everybody is posting... but I have to post because if I don't then next year I won't be able to look back and see when it snowed. (Last year it basically snowed this much at this same exact time... right Tonya, Jacksons slumber party)
Most of us got to enjoy the snow. Callan is strangely under the weather and has not moved much. He did want to go outside, but just did not have it in him to put up a fight and actually go. So, mom stayed in with him and prepared for the certainty that the little ones would only last a few minutes. Funny enough Silas was the first to call it, and Eliza hung in there for the long haul with Daddy and Baylor. She and Daddy hid in her Dora house and threw snowballs at Bay.
Daddy and his snow rescue dog (who ran across the street warning some walking neighborhood people that this was a DANGER ZONE)
Silas can't resist a taste of the white stuff.
Eliza loved it and was all about playing in the snow.
Baylor was good at attacking while your not looking with snowballs.
Our indoor snowman bundled up on his sick bed.
Most of us got to enjoy the snow. Callan is strangely under the weather and has not moved much. He did want to go outside, but just did not have it in him to put up a fight and actually go. So, mom stayed in with him and prepared for the certainty that the little ones would only last a few minutes. Funny enough Silas was the first to call it, and Eliza hung in there for the long haul with Daddy and Baylor. She and Daddy hid in her Dora house and threw snowballs at Bay.
Daddy and his snow rescue dog (who ran across the street warning some walking neighborhood people that this was a DANGER ZONE)
Silas can't resist a taste of the white stuff.
Eliza loved it and was all about playing in the snow.
Baylor was good at attacking while your not looking with snowballs.
Our indoor snowman bundled up on his sick bed.
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