"Hello"
"RiverCom 911, What is your emergency?"
"Um I didnt call."
"We have had a standing call from your home for about 10 minutes, There is an officer en route to your home"
"Alright then, Thank you"
I go storming into the playroom which the boys (the only 2 other people in the house at that particular moment), are supposed to be cleaning....
"Who called 911?"
"Boston did!"
"I did not! I promise!"
I can totally tell when Boston is lying and he was not this time. So I directed my attention to the culprit...
"Luke, did you call 911?"
"Yes"
"Why would you do that?"
"So you can't make me clean this room"
GAH!!! I'm so irritated by this point. I see the police officer pull up and I go to meet him outside.
"Luke! Get out here!"
I made him talk to the officer and they had a nice conversation about how to only call 911 in an emergency and how cleaning up toys is not an emergency. Neither is mommy a criminal for making him do such an atrocious task. I sooooooo Quit. Anyone want a 5 year old?
Tuesday, November 15, 2011
::Brrrrrrring::
Posted by Allie at 11:00 AM
Labels: joys of Boys, luke
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