I'm sure there will be more, but this is the worst so far. Yesterday we were out of school for the flea market. Travis had planned on taking Colson to work with him for the day. I planned on sleeping a little late since I had the day off. I was awakened around 7:45 to the sound of Graham outside calling the dog. I got up, put on some clothes, brushed my hair and walked out of my bedroom. Graham was still calling the dog so I went outside to see what was wrong. "Polka Dot is not here, Mom. Someone stole her!" I assured him that she was sleeping under the deck and did not want to be bothered yet.
As I was walking back in the house, my cell phone started ringing. All I could think was, "so much for sleeping late." It was Travis. This is our conversation:
Lori: Hello
Travis:Hey, I brought Colson to work with me and the police just dropped Case off here at the shop.
Lori: (thinking, did he just say police?) what?!!!?
Travis: he wanted to come with me to the shop so he decided to walk up here. The police picked him up on Dinkin's Street.
Lori: DID YOU BEAT HIM?????
Travis: no, I can't now. I'm too mad, I may go to jail if I lay a hand on him. The dog followed him and is somewheres on Dinkins. She would not get into the police car.
Lori: Bring him home now. He does not need to stay up there any longer.
Travis: I will as soon as I finish cutting this board.
Case got up before Travis left for work. Travis told him he could not come because it was Colson's turn. He left him on the sofa watching cartoons. I don't know how long he waited, but he took off on foot. No shoes. He walked about 2 miles just to get out of our neighborhood, crossed the highway and headed down Dinkins Street which has tons of traffic on flea market day. A lady noticed him and tried to talk to him but he would not talk to her. (Thank the Lord for that, although she was a good person trying to help.) So she called the police and they came and picked him up and took him to the shop. After Riley woke up, I picked up Case and we drove around for about an hour looking for Polka Dot. We finally found her, she was heading back home.
I know that you are having the same thoughts racing through your head as did we. I have played and continual feed of "what ifs" for 2 days now. Never in a million years did I think he would do something like this, especially at his age (7). He is not a defiant child. He is my easy going, independant child. He knew he would be in trouble when he got there, but he chose to do it anyway.
Bless his heart, he has been told so many times about what could of happened, that he had nightmares last night. I am so thankful that nothing happened to him. I hope he can fully grasp the severity of the matter. And that he will never choose to disobey like this again. But it made me suddenly realize that I do not pray for my children enough. I don't know if one can. but I sure don't. And the Lord had mercy upon us and kept him safe.
This is a day I never want to re-live.
Fall (Harvest) Festival 2013
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