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Wednesday, August 18, 2010

The Resident Scaredy-Cat

Yesterday, Mama Kat wrote about saving her own ass during a recent sonic boom.  Her story reminds me of the time my husband and I heard gunshots outside, somewhere in the neighborhood.  We had just gone to bed for the evening.  The bedroom window was open, as it was a warm spring evening.  All of a sudden, we heard what definitely were not fireworks.  We both hit the floor and headed into the hall.  He went to the phone, to call the police, while I gathered the children from their rooms.  Katie was grabbed from her crib, and then I headed back up the hall for Alex.

Me: Get up!  Now!  [reaches up and smacks at the lump in the loft bed].
Alex: huh?
Me: Up!  Up, up, up!  Get up!
Alex: huh? why?
Me: Just GET UP!

Finally, Alex retreats from his warm and cozy bed and the three of us hide in the inner bathroom while Mr. Hull unlocks his gun.  Sirens blare outside, police cars fly up and down the road.  I make a pallet of blankets for Alex and Katie to spend the night and join my husband in the living room.  Nothing happens.  We wait up for awhile and still nothing.  We weren't attacked.  We weren't robbed.  There wasn't a war.  There wasn't even a civil uprising.  Overreact much?  Yeah, probably, but there have been a couple of stand-offs in our neighborhood in the six years we've lived here.  I guess, in our sleepy-headed minds, nothing is impossible.

So, how about you?  Do you have a harrowing tale of surviving some sort of supposed danger?  Have you overreacted to save your family in the face of an imagined threat?  Please share.  I'd love to know that I'm not the only fruit loop out there.

1 comment:

  1. You are not the only fruit loop. Sometimes things you think you imagine are not really imagined the police just keep it from hitting the news! Thanks for stopping by earlier.


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