Story #1

I think I've mentioned before that Jax walks home from school with the two boys next door. School gets out at 3:30, and he is usually home around 3:45. On Monday's I have to pick up Sunny from preschool so if the garage is shut he is supposed to go home with the boys until I get there. Usually though, I get home from picking up Sunny as he is walking down the street, so pretty much I am there.

On to today. Jax doesn't come home. I look out across the street and don't see the other boys either. At this point I'm thinking they must have left something at school and gone back to get it, or maybe one of them was talking to a teacher. So I wait till almost 4 and then I'm about to freak out. I've been looking outside constantly and never saw any of them. I get dressed (b/c I'm still in my p.j.'s) and grab Lila and the keys.

I should add that the mother of the boys who live next door isn't always home. She is a nurse and works some days. So, I didn't know if she was home or not, but her garage was shut. I decide to go knock on the door before driving over to the school. Well, he was there. I walked in their door and hollered at him to get upstairs. Then I decided I didn't want to embarrass him so I said, "Why didn't you come home first and ask if you could play." He said, "the garage was shut so I knew you weren't home."

True it was shut, but it has been shut other days and he just comes in the front door. So, I said "Next time ask me first," and then I let him keep playing. I walked home like it was no big deal and breathed a huge sigh of relief.

The only reason I wasn't completely freaked out is b/c I knew he was with Ethan and that he would take care of Jax and make sure he was safe. He is such a great kid.

What am I gonna do when they are teenagers? I think I'm going to have to be heavily medicated to have my kids out of my sight, driving around in cars, and dating. I think I might actually feel a little bit bad about all the stuff I put my parents through in my crazy teenage years :)