Hey, y'all! This is a post from way back when, in 2011. I wrote it and then hesitated to publish it, not knowing if a case manager would come across it and find it less than funny. Well, we're past all that now, but the events are still a rather accurate glimpse into our lives. Enjoy this peek into the past, and stay away from high voltage fences.
If I can count on one thing, it’s that life is never boring.
Today after school I took the kids to library, where we have successfully gone many times this summer. No problem, right? Wrong. The library was busy, so I had to take a parking spot along the curb at the back of the building. I try to always “prep” the kids with behavior instructions prior to getting out of the car in an effort to have a smooth outing.
“Ok guys, where are we parked?”
“The street!” they answered.
“Right. So what do we need to do when we get out?”
“Look around us and stay by the car.”
“Exactly! Ok, let’s get out.”
Doesn’t that sound simple? Yeah…I got out of the car and walked around to get Baby. As I unbuckled her top buckle, I looked up and saw that the kids had bolted from the car, crossed a sidewalk and grass patch, and were now shaking a fence and trying to undo the fence lock. A sign immediately to the left of the fence read:
DO NOT TOUCH
Oh. My. Word. WHY, LORD? WHY????
I snatched Baby from her seat and ran around the car, screaming “STOP! STOP NOW!”
I proceeded to yell at the kids that WHAT THEY WERE DOING COULD KILL THEM.
When I asked who was the leader, Girl confessed.
“WHY IN THE WORLD would you run to a fence and start shaking it???”
“There was something shiny on it.”
Shiny. Shiny. SHINY?!?
So. We have a lot of work to do on impulse control and obeying. A. Whole. Lot.
I spent the car ride home debating whether or not there’s an incident report form for this kind of thing. I think there’s not. Nobody got electrocuted, praise the Lord. There is definitely paperwork for that.