God had a plan for me today after dropping the girls off at gymnastics. I was stuck for five minutes behind a Suburban with a trailer blocking two lanes of traffic. I had no clue what was in store for me down the road a few miles. As I was driving down the road talking with my Aunt
(yes, I know you are not supposed to talk and drive) because I wanted to hear how the Wimbledon tennis match was going. And I spotted her, a young girl in distress…running down the busy road. As I kept driving towards my turning point, I kept thinking to myself, “why has know one stopped?” All these cars were passing by, not so much as to slow down. I made my U-turn and quickly got off the phone with my Aunt… Wimbledon could wait.
I called out to her and as she ran towards me I knew something was terribly wrong. Breathlessly, she told me that her Mom accidently drove off without her from the gas station, 1.5 miles down the road! She was trying to run to catch up with her…but knew she was already long gone. I wasn’t sure what to think when she said her mom drove off and left,
did she really leave her???
Miss C. was understandably so upset, that she couldn’t remember her Mom’s cellphone number, her home number, nor her Grandma’s name were she was heading. To make things a bit stickier, they were on vacation from Georgia and in a rental car, so all she could remember was that it was reddish or burgundy mid-size SUV. I knew we had to get help. I told her that I would help her but she had to get into my van so we could go to the nearest business which was less than 500 feet away (I know that we teach our children not to get in cars with strangers but I knew that was the only way to get help). She got in and we drove to the business, which was closed for lunch. So we got back in the van and went to the next business next door. Thankfully, Mr. Barry and the bystander were able to help us. The Policeman who was sent to help, was unfriendly and accusatory towards me and Mr. Barry. He didn’t even take our statements, just found out what happened and drove away. R-U-D-E!!!
The Lt. met up with me after the whole deal went down and we left for home. He called up the local police station and left a message with the head Sergeant about the Officer’s behavior. About an hour later the Sergeant called the Lt. back and apologized for the Officer’s behavior and said that all had turned out A-OK and Miss C. was reunited with her Mom (unfortunately she was near 30 miles down the road when she realized her daughter was missing). He thanked me for my help.
Whew!!! I was a nervous wreck for her as the policeman took her away. I had bonded with Miss C. in those 45 minutes our paths crossed and I am so glad that God put that Suburban trailer in my way, even when I thought it was such a big inconvenience. Someone else could have picked up Miss C. and things could have been different.
As, far as schooling goes, we didn’t get much math done at all, but a lot of reading happened this week. This was the first full week of gymnastics schedule, on the 11th we throw cheerleading into the mix and then things will get interesting :-)
26.5 hours in the gym this week for the girls. They are training hard and the long hours will show come meet time. Check out this picture of Mikayla doing a full front split on the beam with her teammate, A.
Ouch!
Tuesday, we had turkey, stuffing, mashed potatoes, and corn on the cob…yum! Here is the turkey soaking in its brine.
Wednesday my toner printheads for the printer finally came and our neighbor brought us some cucumbers from the violin teacher’s garden. These were so good! I hope we get some kind of crop from our cucumbers this year. We just noticed flowers on our plants, so that is a step in the right direction. Next year we need to start our garden earlier.
Thursday we made our trip to the library and signed the girls up for the Summer Reading. We were nearly kicked out of the library because McKenzie doesn’t like to wear her shoes. Apparently, it’s a health code violation. I knew things could turn sour quick so we wrapped things up and headed to the park.
The mosquito’s love Montana, Montana not so much loving the mosquito’s. I think I may have to take her back in to the doctors. Every time she gets bit we have to play the is she going to swell up and have a reaction or not game. It’s no fun. We have to put Ice packs on her bites to make the swelling go down. Have you heard of anything like this before?
So, that was our week, how was yours?
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