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This is really the day I'm gonna have?
Jun. 30th, 2008 06:57 pmSo, my brother/Corie is probably going to kill me when they get home.
A little while ago, about 30-45 minutes ago, they took off to do laundry and get a few groceries. About 20-25 minutes ago, Connor came up to me and asked where Robbie was. Since he couldn't find him, I got up and decided to look for him. I couldn't find him anywhere. I called his name 5 or 6 times from every room in the apartment. Nothing. I knew I didn't see/hear him go out the front door since I had closed it and I was sitting in a chair right in front of it, but you know how slippery kids can be, so I called for him out the door. Nothing. I started freaking out and went into the bedroom again in order to try and find brother's slippers so I could go look in the yard. Called dad's number but I got his voicemail. Told him to call me, it was important. I could only find one slipper, so I called all around the house for him again and then went outside and called/looked for him. Nothing. I tried to call brother and what happens? I hear Stephen Colbert's voice, "Your phone is ringing! Your phone is ringing!" Brother forgot his phone in the bedroom. I grabbed the phone and decided to go sit out on the steps so I could still hear the other two kids in the living room and keep an eye out for Robbie. Called Dad back, he answered this time, and I told him what was going on. He said he'd head out from the shop and see if he could help find him. After a minute or so I called him back and he agreed that I should call the police and see if anyone had reported a kid walking around town in his underwear. (yes! He was only in his undies. *headdesk*) Called 911 and they got a cop out here within a couple minutes. Cop asked if I looked inside, I said yes, but he wanted to see if we could look again, just in case. "About 90-95% of the time they're hiding in or under something like a pile of clothes and fall asleep." Came inside and looked all over then went into the bedroom. I happened to move a blanket on the bed just a tiny bit and I saw something move. Pulled it more and there was Robbie, asleep under the blanket. When the light shined in his eyes he woke up and yanked the blanket back up. Cop called it in that we found him, took down my/Robbie/brother & Corie's info, I thanked him, he left.
After I caught my breath and got my heart out of my throat, I went back into the bedroom and had a little talk with Robbie. I told him that I'm probably going to get yelled at for having lost track of him/calling the cops and he had better be ready for a talking to when his parents get home.
So, how was your day?
A little while ago, about 30-45 minutes ago, they took off to do laundry and get a few groceries. About 20-25 minutes ago, Connor came up to me and asked where Robbie was. Since he couldn't find him, I got up and decided to look for him. I couldn't find him anywhere. I called his name 5 or 6 times from every room in the apartment. Nothing. I knew I didn't see/hear him go out the front door since I had closed it and I was sitting in a chair right in front of it, but you know how slippery kids can be, so I called for him out the door. Nothing. I started freaking out and went into the bedroom again in order to try and find brother's slippers so I could go look in the yard. Called dad's number but I got his voicemail. Told him to call me, it was important. I could only find one slipper, so I called all around the house for him again and then went outside and called/looked for him. Nothing. I tried to call brother and what happens? I hear Stephen Colbert's voice, "Your phone is ringing! Your phone is ringing!" Brother forgot his phone in the bedroom. I grabbed the phone and decided to go sit out on the steps so I could still hear the other two kids in the living room and keep an eye out for Robbie. Called Dad back, he answered this time, and I told him what was going on. He said he'd head out from the shop and see if he could help find him. After a minute or so I called him back and he agreed that I should call the police and see if anyone had reported a kid walking around town in his underwear. (yes! He was only in his undies. *headdesk*) Called 911 and they got a cop out here within a couple minutes. Cop asked if I looked inside, I said yes, but he wanted to see if we could look again, just in case. "About 90-95% of the time they're hiding in or under something like a pile of clothes and fall asleep." Came inside and looked all over then went into the bedroom. I happened to move a blanket on the bed just a tiny bit and I saw something move. Pulled it more and there was Robbie, asleep under the blanket. When the light shined in his eyes he woke up and yanked the blanket back up. Cop called it in that we found him, took down my/Robbie/brother & Corie's info, I thanked him, he left.
After I caught my breath and got my heart out of my throat, I went back into the bedroom and had a little talk with Robbie. I told him that I'm probably going to get yelled at for having lost track of him/calling the cops and he had better be ready for a talking to when his parents get home.
So, how was your day?
