Friday, July 15, 2005
Boys Will Be Boys
Well, the 14-year-old and his buddy snuck out last night. I knew within 10 minutes of their departure that they were "missing." This was about 1:00am. So, I wake the husband and while he jumps in the car to go looking, I pray. But he has no luck finding the boys.
Two-and-a-half hours later, the anger and disappointment turn into fear. And then, the "what if" game begins. What if they are in the woods and have fallen out of a tree or twisted an ankle or been bitten by a snake or attacked by a boar or attacked by a human. On and on your mind goes and inbetween each scenario, you pray, pray, pray.
At 3:30am, my husband grabs the flashlight and heads for the reservoir. He said if he can't find them within the next 30 minutes, he'll return home and we'll call the police.
One minute before the husband returns, the boys show up. They had walked to the grocery store, purchased 96 rolls of toilet paper, went to a buddy's house, wrapped it, walked back to the grocery store to see if the donut place was open (boys will, after all, be boys). Of course, it wasn't open, so then they decide to walk home.
I fell to my knees in thanksgiving, then gave the two boys all I had with both barrels. On the heels of that, the hubby walked in and did the same thing all over again.
That was just after 4:00am. It's been raining ever since. The two of them are at their friend's house trying to clean up 96 rolls of wet toilet paper. They've been there for 3 hours and still have a long way to go.
Deep breath. Praise the Lord they are well and good ... and grounded. For a long, long time.
Blessings,
Deeanne
posted by Deeanne at 3:06 PM
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3 Comments:
Barb said...
Pleeze tell the boys thank you from this mother, whose own sons will be learning a valuable lesson by hearing their story, and thus never be tempted themselves to spread 96 rolls of toilet paper around the neighborhood before a rainstorm. 96 rolls?!?!
6:04 PM
Deeanne said...
Yes. A wee bit excessive, eh? Wish I had thought to take a picture. But I was too annoyed to think of such a thing. No worries, though. The image is imprinted in my mind. Ha!
6:53 PM
Susan said...
Ooh Dee... guess Phil & I are not the only ones experiencing the "boys will be boys" syndrome. Cody & Anson did the same thing just a few weeks ago, but luckily for them -- they didn't want us to miss any of the toilet paper and only took 2 rolls. How nice of them. Fortunately for “them”, we didn't catch them in the act, but we knew the last 2 rolls had mysteriously disappeared. The following day, we drove by the house (just 3 houses down from ours) and Anson had this "guilty" look and made the comment -- "Gee... I wonder who wrapped that house". Needless to say, we investigated & we're pretty sure we know who the perpetrators were. Oh Goodness!
Blessings,
Susan
10:08 AM
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