I think my face is still red from embarrassment…

KellyJo asked me if I would come over to daycare RIGHT after school and take over for her so she could go camping up North.  I said, “Sure!”    It was only going to be my little Punky and another cutie pie 3 year old….

Ugh!

I was watching the boys.   They decided it was time to climb on Mommy…….so the 2 of them climbed on me like I was a jungle gym……. I was pretty sure they don’t do this to Kelly!

When they settled down, Punky grabbed his “Blue” blanket and I asked the other little guy where his “Blue” was.   He wasn’t sure so he asked me to look for it with him.   We scoped out his backpack……no Blue.  We looked aroudn the living room….no Blue.   So, I decided to call Kelly and ask her if he even had it when he came today…

Kelly’s cell phone number begins 913….

Yep, you guessed it,   I frickin’ dialed 911…then promptly hung up and correctly dialed 913-xxxx.   Yes……5 minutes later I notice a woman peering through Kelly’s kitchen window at me…..I go to the front door……and there stand 2 uniformed police officers!   “Ma’am, did you call 911?”

WHAT?!?!?!?!?!??!   Yes, I did……but I didn’t even think it went through……

Blah blah blah……the guy cop was really nice and shrugged it off as a  mistake.  The woman took down my name [“Spell it out, please…..”], my phone number, date of birth, address, etc.   Good God…..it was a mistake, woman!

So, with red cheeks, I went back inside and played with the boys some more until the other little guy’s dad came to pick him up.

“Police was here!”  is what he says to his dad…….

Yes, the police were here……. I had to explain why the police were at Kelly’s house…

Turned out that his Dad had  “Blue” in his car since his Mom had forgotten it in her car when she dropped him off at Kelly’s that morning!

yeah…….what a great “babysitting” experience!   Sorry, Kelly!  🙂