There have been lots of kids on our block lately, visiting grandparents, aunts, etc. So my darling Golden Boy has been playing outside every evening. Rules were laid out plainly on Monday - stay on this block, on this street - I should be able to walk outside and see you. DO NOT go into anyone's house unless you check with your parents first. That one I gave to all the kids on the block.
Last night at 7:55 I tell GB that he has five minutes left to play, then it's time to come in. At 8pm, I look outside and see bicycles abandoned on the grass, but no children. I call his name and get no answer. Slip on my shoes and open the door to see another mom standing at my gate, asking if her kids are in my house. Umm, no. So we walk a few houses each way, calling to the kids. And let me tell you, we're loud. Not frantic nut cases, just loud. Her husband takes a look around the block in case the kids decided to press their boundaries. Nothing. Now we're starting to worry.
Finally, a kid next door opens the front door, and I hear the kids inside. They come out, I remind them of the rules, and wait for my blood pressure to return to normal.
Today, dear husband goes to the eye doctor. Allow me to preface this by saying that just yesterday I created a budget plan for us, and talked to him about it, and said we need to strictly follow this because we have some big expenses coming up (like day camp) and we need to make sure everything's covered. Well today the doctor tells him he needs some fancy ass lenses for his glasses, plus NASA grade contacts - to the tune of about $350.
To make matters worse, the parking meter ran out while he was in there, and there was a $50 ticket on the truck :(
SO now I'm going to be poor AND die young!