911

About two years ago (our pre-blog history), there was a time when Mommy played Monopoly Jr. with Mark. Mommy won...and Mark didn't like that. So Mark called 911 to tell them that Mommy was being mean.

I think we had an FHE lesson a few weeks previously explaining that if someone is in trouble, call 911. We'll be more specific in the future.

Needless to say, 911 operators don't take a 5 year old calling and saying their Mommy is being mean lightly. And what's worse, Mark hung up on the operator. So Karen learns about all of this by getting a call from the 911 operator asking if everything is alright.

Imagine your response.

A police officer came to the house not long after. He did a bit of "interrogating" to make sure everything really was ok. Mark was in hiding. Karen had Mark come out and the nice police officer filled Mark's innocent thoughts with the fear of God. :)

Mark won't call 911 again...unless it really is an emergency.

Peter is 2. And he has recently taken a liking to the phone.

Daddy got a call from a 911 operator tonight. She asked if everyone was alright. But this time there was no police officer at the door...fortunately.

Here's what I've learned about our false alarms: if your child expresses concern to a 911 operator, a police officer will come to your house; if your child simply hangs up on the 911 operator without saying anything, you won't have to deal with a police officer.

With 5 kids we're bound to have a few stories to share. Karen and I are convinced they conspire at night just to keep the playing field even.