The Thompson Family

I always get a little nervous when I get to my mom's to pick up my kids after work and she looks at the two of them and says, "ok, you two, tell her what you did."  I've heard tales of everything from Kylie coloring on their big screen TV with crayon to Brandt starting fires out by the haystack.  They have now started conspiring together in much of their mischief, which definitely means double trouble!  The most recent conspiracy was calling 911...TWICE!  Thankfully the nice dispatcher called my mom to ask if everything was ok before she sent out the troops. Brandt was quick to point out that his sister had called, and she was very willing to credit him with coming up with the idea and then showing her which numbers to dial.  We of course explained that this was a resource that should only be used in an emergency, to which buddy replied, "it was an emergency! Schap's bit my leg!" In reality it was barely a scratch that he got while he was playing with the dog.   This coming from the kid who can be injured and bleeding all over the place and not cry or say a word about it to anyone.  We tried to be at least a little stern with them in telling them they shouldn't call 911 like that, but it was hard not to laugh about it.  The story unfolded more a few days later when buddy was excitedly telling his counselor (and me) about the other number they called that they saw on the TV and the "coo-coo" guy that answered it.  He was happy to tell me that he was trying to order me "this really cool thing that makes your hair on your arms and legs disappear but it isn't a razor or anything and it won't even cut you!" Hopefully it was a toll free call, lol! Apparently grandma needs to keep better track of her phone... :)