There were two friends who believed it to be healthy to break down and have fun with their children. They sat around a fire by the light of the moon and told stories about themselves, some funny – some scary – some really dumb things that they had done. They did not think their children would go and do the same things; there are still plenty of dumb moves for kids to make. So they shared laughter and life lessons and had a really good time with their children. These are the times that will be remembered. Will we tell the stories again? Yes, over and over until they are memorized, etched in stone and the kids replace them with stories of their own - which by the way C is well on his way this week!
J
Here is how the story goes...Last Sunday afternoon we got home from church and little C hurried upstairs to change his clothes because he was in a hurry to "GO PLAY". He didn't know what he and his friends were going to play or where they were going to play...all that he knew was that they were going to ride their bikes and play. I said OK, as usual. I mean how harmless could it be...just a couple of 10 year old boys "just playing". Out the door, he was gone. We didn't discuss what time to be home. I didn't think this was necessary...it was 1:45 in the afternoon. Around 3 o'clock N asked if I knew where Little C was and I said no but I was sure he was just playing at some one's house. You see N is not around much and he doesn't know that they just play for extended periods of time and move from house to house. The afternoon got later and later and no one had heard from little C or any of his friends. I had tried to call several times to this one house, the S's, where they hang out a lot. I just kept getting the answering machine. N rode by there and he said that he didn't see anyone home. By this time it is dark and after 5 o'clock. No little C. I call the house where he said he was going first and I get the dad and he can't find little M either. He has been out looking and he was not too happy. I told him that I was going out to look too and we would be in touch. I was beginning to get a little worried. I headed downstairs to the car to look for him when the garage door flew open and little C appeared. I screamed "Where have you been? " He said " just playing at little B's house. What's the big deal?" He wasn't the least bit concerned that it had been dark outside for 45 minutes and he had been gone for 4 hours. We proceeded upstairs to call off all the search parties for the missing kids. I got little M's dad and he said little M was in his room while he gained enough composure to talk to him about where he had been. We began to discuss where he had been all afternoon. He said they played at several people's houses until they got to the S's house (little B's house) and then they stayed there. Remember I had called their house several times and got the answering machine. He said that they built a fire...with permission, and then they grilled some brats because Mr. S said they didn't have any hot dogs so he "threw them some brat's". He said the brats didn't taste very good. They weren't cooked very enough because they were frozen when Mr. S gave them to them. He said they had to warm them up with their hands in the fire before they could get a stick to poke in them to roast them. Basically he came up with a good enough story that by the end he had done his usual and had us all laughing hysterically. We still had to discuss the fact that when it starts to get dark he needs to come home then not later. Later, I called the S's house to feel out the truth in the story because I had doubt because I had called several times earlier and got no answer but I thought maybe they were just outside. This time I got little B's mom...she told me that they did have permission to have a fire but the part with Mr. S and the brats were false. She said that she was trying to take a nap on the sofa and that was why she didn't answer the phone but at some time during her nap she heard little B go to the refrigerator and look inside and say " Yesssss!!!!". That must have been when he found the brats!!! All in all everything and everyone turned out OK (except for a few bottoms). We all learned lessons. One lesson that us parents learned is that this crew of boys is going to be eventful to raise!!! You know in some groups of kids you have kids that are mixed up...some that are the youngest, some the oldest, some the middle. Well all of these boys are the little's C, M, B....and they have had sit back and wait there turn!!!
T
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