Last night, I went over to my next door neighbors house for 2 hours. Being the "wonderful" mother I am, I left Mei sleeping and the boys watching a movie. I told the boys to call me on my cell if I was needed. I didn't receive a phone call, but kept wondering if the house was being totaled or if the boys were killing each other. I finally snuck home around 11:00.
The first thing I noticed was that we were missing our 2 biggest and orangest pumpkins from the front porch. I asked the boys (who, by the way, were being angels!) if they had moved them. They had not. I thought no big deal about the pumpkins...it is Halloween after all. I'm sure I'll see them smashed out in the road later today. The problem came when Pal informed me that he had heard someone walking around upstairs about 30 minutes before I came home. YIKES!!!! I asked why he didn't call me, and he said he was fine and that HE searched the house!
I of course became overly paranoid, searched the house myself, and continued to panic. I made the boys come to my room to sleep, called my husband (who is out of town) and my sister that lives in Utah to talk me through it. (Sorry for the late call!) Despite my best efforts, I was still terrified of some dark mysterious figure walking through my house or peeking through my windows, so I called dispatch and made a deputy come search my house and yard for me! I'm not sure if I am more embarassed about bringing him out here for something so silly, or for the fact that my house is in a declared national disaster area! Needless to say, the house and our well-being was in no danger.
The night didn't end there. Oh no...that would be too simple! A couple hours after finally convincing myself I wasn't going to get a phone call with a creepy voice on the other end saying "I see you...he didn't find me!" and that it would be ok to fall asleep, I was woken by my son saying he didn't feel good. He went to the bathroom and came back saying he was ok, so I went back to sleep. An hour later, Mei woke up thinking it was morning. I tolerated her tossing in bed with me for about an hour and took her back to her own bed. I stepped in something wet, thinking Pal spilled water when he got a drink earlier. When we woke up this morning, I realized that I had stepped in throw up! YUCK!
So I have a full house this morning, lack of sleep, and a declared national disaster area to pick up. I suppose I won't be getting any nominations for mother of the year having left my kids to brave to boogie man by themselves. I'm glad they fared better than I did. And I've learned my lesson that a 7 and 5 year old are not quite old enough to be left alone...even if it is just next door in a quiet little town in the middle of nowhere.
HAPPY HALLOWEEN!
5 comments:
Eeek. That's crazy. And to think we get concerned about missing pumpkins when there's so much more in store :)
Lori that is a great story. That sounds like something I would do. But you have the luxury of calling a cop to come to your house as a favor. I'm glad you are okay. You can call me if you are scared I am usually awake late. I love the picture of the boogie man. We need to get a night and do boo at the zoo. Let me know!!
oh my... you poor girl~
Oh, that's a freaky story! It reminds me of Hobbit Lane! (j/k) I'm glad all was well. And I'm sorry you had to step in throw up. Yuck!
Oh Lori, yes, being freaked out is bad. But the throw up is oober bad :) I totally love that you called for 'backup' to search your house. Sometimes I make my 18 year old little brother crash on my couch when I am spooked. Thankfully it sounds like the boogie man is up 'north' these days!!
you can call me anytime if you're spooked. I'm a nightowl who stays up to watch Conan O'Brien most nights.
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