Over the last few days I have felt..for the first time in a long time, that I'm getting a grip around my life again. I'm happy, and ready to take on life's problems as the character strengtheners that they are designed to be.
This morning I was putting my son Golden down for nap. Startled by the terrible silence that filled the house, I went in search of my other two 5 year old boys, Rayce (my nephew) and Ryder. I figured they went outside, but didn't see them through the windows. Venturing out into the yard, I discovered them behind our home setting paper on fire with BBQ lighters against the garage. Relieved and horrified, I dragged them into the house and sat them both in my office. On the computer I pulled up news clips of children hurt, and killed by fire. We talked about the families of these children, and then I showed them pictures of burn victims, and then we got in the car and drove to the local fire station. The boys were both crying and holding hands at this point. My son even asked me if he was going to have to go to jail. I told the fireman what had happened and he dutifully took over, escorting them to the fire chiefs office. I am sure something will stick. Hopefully.