not so tiny dancer

Last weekend was Lillee Grace's recital. She was definitely in true Jon Benet fashion as she sashe'd and possay'd all over the stage. It was very cute.

Chandler stayed home with the boy child and when the recital was over we came home to pick him up. Went out to lunch with ENTIRE family. Got home and everyone went to their respective places. Mom and I were packing the kids swim thing up in the garage and looked around and Bax was GONE. Not in house anywhere, not outside. I drove around the block. Screaming his name. My dad ran down the road to the pool. No. Called Blair. Lindsay, Bubba and Turner came running. April, David, Claire Ann and friends are driving around like crazy. Called 911. They tell me to round up some neighbors. Already done. I ran up and down the Skyline hill like 4 times. Don't ask why? didn't know what else to do? Finally, Bubba points a finger. There he was behind Bonnie's house in the shrubs. The only thing we can figure is that we were all over there (at Bonnie's) that morning in her garden and Chuck had the garden tools out? However, that does not excuse the fact that he did not come to us when we were screaming for him.

We are not bad parents. It just seems that for the past two weekends we really have had a bad run of it with the kids. Maybe this was the one big scare factor for their childhood. Let's hope.