The adventures began last night. With 4 kids there is never a dull moment. Well, last night my two youngest kids went to sleep over a friend's house for his birthday. To be quite honest, besides my oldest one who likes to sleep over places, the others are not into it. They will stay until it gets real late and then usually make me come get them, but I keep holding out for the day when they will successfully go and stay the night somewhere. Well, I dropped the younger ones at their friend's house at about 5, when the party started and looked forward to just having the two older kids for the evening, and of course my husband. I got some things done around the house, and about 8:30pm, my oldest son Jesse tells me that he wants to take a walk down to the ball field (which is conveniently located in the lot behind ours). He leaves and hangs out for a little while, and then he returns about 9:00pm and asks me for some money and apparently leaves the house at about 9:15pm to head over to the ball field for a snack, without his shoes on. Keep in mind that I don't realize that he has his shoes off. In any case, my daughter is yip yapping on the phone with some friends and all of a sudden she comes in the room, hands me the phone, and says Jacob is on the phone. I get on the phone and a little voice tells me that he has a bee sting and wants me to come get him. I begin looking for the baking soda (for the bee sting) and as I am hurriedly looking for the baking soda to take with me, my daughter hands me the phone, and the voice then tells me that he wants me to meet him half way, and I am thinking that this is Jacob, who is 9 and it is dark and where he's at is down a winding road about a mile away. I begin to tell him, no stay there and I will come and get you. Finally, something clues me in that it is my oldest son Jesse and that he wants me to meet him half way, so I look out the back window and see that it is dark (the ball field lights have been shut off) so I tell him, I can't come right now, I have to go because Jacob has a bee sting, I will have your father or Jenna come and get you. Before he really has a chance to say much of anything else, I abruptly hang up the phone, get in my car and drive up the road to get Jacob. When I get to the house, I knock and the older brother lets me in. There in front of me stands Jacob and he is just fine, and I then think that maybe it was John my youngest, well I walk in the den and the kids are in there watching a movie. My youngest sitting Indian style on the floor eating a bowl of popcorn which he has wedged between his legs says, "Mom, what are you doing here?!". Well, all of a sudden I say oh shoot, it is Jesse that has the bee sting. The boys older brother gives a real belly laugh, and I apologize, hop back in the car and return home, to find my son and my husband both looking at me. They really could not figure out why I left or anything. I explained the story and I don't think that they really got that the confusion came in when Jenna handed me the phone and told me it was Jacob. Needless to say it was quite the embarrassing evening!
Posted on Sunday, June 15, 2008 10:28 PM by Carol Ann