the dreaded OOPS call

This morning my sister called, I was looking for the phone & found Brayden with it, so I just assumed he was answering it, but there was no one there. So I called my sister back & 5 minutes later the doorbell rings. I look thru the peephole & see a Police Officer. AHHH! Of course a million things are running through my head.... did something happen to one of my neighbors, was there a crime in the neighborhood... first he asks if everythings ok, & I say yes, then he says we got a hang up call & we are just checking to make sure everythings OK.

I had foreseen this happening when Brayden came home last week with the big 9-1-1 packet & a fireman had come to the school & taught them all about 9-1-1. I was afraid of this, so I explained, only in emergencies! The Policeman was very understanding & I felt like the lamest mom on Earth! Mind you this is is Sunday morning, just woke up, in my pjs, crazy hair, standing there humiliated & apologizing to a very handsome Officer! He was very kind to tell Brayden he did a good job but then clarified what a real emergency would be. Brayden just said, "sorry. I was just trying to practice."

I think he learned his lesson. I remember doing the same thing at his age, but they called back, not just came over! (by the way, comforting to know they were here in 5 min!) But I remember how horrible I felt & so I was careful not to make him feel the same... Happy Sunday everyone!