Wednesday, August 29, 2012

A Tale Of Lost Sons

My daughter suggested that lost wasn't the right word to describe the situation, but I said what else would you call it when you go upstairs in the morning to tell something to your sleeping son and he isn't there, none of the boys are there, and the car is still in the driveway and he isn't answering texts or phone calls and you have no idea where he is.


Or misplaced.

Because after a 20 minute (slight) freak out where I went back upstairs and turned on all the lights to make sure I wasn't missing him under a lump of covers and went outside and looked in the car in case he is like his dad and sometimes falls asleep late at night in the seconds after he turns off the car before he opens the car door and left a message for him to call me because this wasn't cool at all, after all of that, I took a deep breath and thought where on earth could 4 teenage boys be at 7:30 in the morning on a day they can all sleep in?

If they aren't sleeping upstairs, where else could they be sleeping?

And just like that I remembered they had told me the night before that they were going to camp out in the trailer.  I knocked on the trailer door and heard sleepy mumbling.

Whew.  Not lost.  Just forgot where he was.

I told him to ignore all 7 texts, 3 missed calls, and one voicemail.  Every Mom gets to have a freak out or two, and this was one of mine!


  1. As I was reading this I thought, "have your checked the tent trailer?" Good way to get you up and going!

  2. I love it! Sounds like the good old days!

  3. Yep, we moms are entitled to a freak-out once in a while. :)

  4. I lost a son like this once too. I just forgot where is was. But it was terrifying! Glad to read I'm not the only one losing my mind. :-)

  5. I'm sure this is all very funny now, but I can only imagine the heart palpitations at the time.

  6. Oh I remember doing that! My friend's mom barged into the trailer with this panicked look on her face ... she laughed it off at the end though ... or was that a mix between a sob and relieved laughter? I don't know. It was a fun night, though!

  7. Ok, heart in my throat all the time I was reading. But then the relief...I am not the only one to loose their marbles and freak out once in a while! Glad to hear they were safe and sound.