I'm a kidnapper! Well, maybe not so much a whole kidnapper, but a half kidnapper. The Dad of these boys knew about it and conspired with me. But, Jill (as far as I know) was clueless. I did lie in the process, so I repent. The ransom notes, or text rather, was for her to go on a date with her husband or she would never see her kids again. Yeah, right! See? I'm a lying half-kidnapper!
Our rendezvous was the school parking lot. We immediately went to DQ where we encountered a possible snitch. This family swore to secrecy and agreed to help. Kregg and his kids were held at play-gun point until he handed over his cell phone for aiding and abetting in the ransom text. I couldn't use my phone, duh! How would I disguise my number??? It was his conniving that influenced my decision to involve other co-conspirators in throwing Jill off our tracks. After texting, hmmm, about twenty people, we had incoming ransom texts shooting at her from ALL directions. And it worked!
Jill and James went on a date in Wichita Falls, Texas on that very night in question. They were eating at Logan's and little did she know that we were in the rear of the restaurant confirming her location. No, I'm just kidding! But, it did sound detectivish. While the parents are away the children will play.
A trip to the bank for angels, then to Dollar General for gifts was in store for us. We had a blast. Daniel got it! Needy kids represent each angel on the tree and they need our help this Christmas. Help, we did!
Grant struggled with the giving those toys away thing. Later that night after tiring of his toy choices, he asked me if he could play with one of those toys in that bag. I explained, "No, it is for the little six year old boy who won't have a Christmas if we don't give it to him." He rebutted, "Miss Tammie, it's okay cuz dat's uh imaginary boy." LOL
The following day at 1300 the kids and I snuck up to the back door and I left them on her backdoor step. I had fulfilled my purpose. Yes, mission accomplished! We were going to see how long we could keep up the charades, but Daniel spilled the beans. He said, "Miss Tammie said....." And so, she knew! We may not have a future at espionage, but I am one heck of a babysitter if any of you parents wanna go on a date!
Sunday, November 23, 2008
Happy Birthday Miss Jill!
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4 comments:
Hilarious! It's the only way I can describe this adventure. The more I hear of the details from others involved, the funnier it gets! Grant needing to potty at the DQ...priceless!!!
I wish you could have been with me in Brenda's SS class this morning as I told my version of the story. Better yet, my SS class, listening to Mark and Kregg tell their parts. Whew! Hilarious, I tell ya!
Thanks, girl! I love ya so much!
which just proves what a creative, ingenuous, conniving mind can accomplish!
That's not to mention the numerous potty breaks at Dollar General!!!!
Daniel takes VERY good care of your little man.
Such beautiful, beautiful children here!! What an inspiring ministry. I especially appreciate the music you've got on your sidebar. "God of Wonders" is one of my favorites.
Happy Thanksgiving!!
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