Eric and I finally got to go out tonight. Our babysitter was able to come earlier than we thought so we were able to go out to dinner before going to see "Oz."
There was about 20 minutes left of the movie when our babysitter called in a panic. She went outside to see what the dog was barking at and overheard what sounded like a big party and the following YELLED statements:
"Mercy."
"If you aren't going to shoot, put down the gun."
"GO BACK INSIDE."
"Shut her up" followed by a muffled sob and scream.
So she called 911 and we raced home. The whole time I pictured ricochets and what I would do if I was there to protect my kids. I worried about retaliation, and the fact we paid twice as much as our last house just to get away from situations like this.
When we got home the cops were there talking to the neighbors, who are a retired couple and the in-laws of one of our judges. They had taken our babysitters statement already so I drove her home, completely freaked out and gave her a nice tip for her quick thinking.
When I got home Eric said the cops had come by and.....drum roll please... it was an air-soft game. Yep, teenagers playing with mushy air pellets. I just had to laugh and laugh (which was kind of nice for once). I am so glad our babysitter did what she did, and I am even more glad it was just some stupid teenagers.
Also on the bright side it was the neighbor who called the police on Ethan for throwing a rock. Now I don't have to feel stupid and embarrassed because at least my kids didn't sound like they were going to kill anyone!
For your viewing pleasure: The Magical Tonks
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