Lost & Found

Yep!

I'm now one of THOSE moms.

I have a rule that the kids can use my phone IF they ask first.

Well sometimes their little excited minds and fingers can't remember that one rule.

The other morning we were doing the usual rat race loading up the car to get to school.

I happened to notice Anden smirk at me and run off with my phone.

"Mommy are you missing something?!"

I hollered to put it back in my purse and hop into the car.

Then I ran back inside to grab the additional bags

that my measly 10 fingers couldn't juggle on the first trip.

I loaded everything up,

summoned the kids off of their bikes

and we raced away for school.

We were 2 streets away from the house and turning onto the main road

when I asked Anden,

"Honey hand me my phone please I need to check something."

Sheer frozen panic immediately consumed his entire body.

I got nervous.

"HONEY?!"

He quickly belted out.

"Mommy it's on the back of the car!!!"

WHAT?!?!

I slammed on my brakes and pulled over to the side of the road.

I jumped out of the car and looked at my bumper.

Nothing.

Through gritted teeth I tried to kindly and not so patiently ask,

"WHERE ON THE BACK OF THE CAR?!"

"Ummm I sat it on the back part of the car when I decided to ride my bike."

Seriously kid?!

So we quickly u-turned and raced back home. 

I have a ramp for a driveway so I figured it definitely fell off while I was driving down.

There's no way it would make it past the bump onto the street.

I was ticked.

Anden knew it.

For once he was apologetic.

I stopped in front of the driveway and made him get out with me

as we scanned every inch of the garage, driveway, street in front of house.

Nothing!!!!

It couldn't have just disappeared.

I can barely ride down this driveway without falling.

How could a measly phone hang on for dear life?!

I was in a panic.

How can one little electronic device control your life?!

I would be totally lost without it.

So I rolled down all the windows 

and me and my redneck children were literally hanging out the windows

dissecting every sliver of road as we followed our path back out of the neighborhood.

We drove 10 houses and made a right turn by the mailboxes.

Out of the corner of my eye I thought I saw something abnormal in the street.

There's NO way that little bugger made it that far.

But once again I slammed on my brakes and jumped out of my car.

There in the middle of the road was my precious chain and ball!!

Of course it was face down.

with a shattered screen.

I immediately hugged it and fumbled to turn it on.

It worked!!!

Ahhhhhh we were reunited once again!!

I jumped back in the car and the kids, especially Anden, 

were relieved to see it's return.

I explained however that now Anden was going to help earn $100

to pay for my insurance deductible to get it fixed.

Poor kid.

He definitely doesn't have a good history

with shattering glass.

And poor me.

I cut my finger 20 secs later swiping the screen.

Duh.

Broken jagged glass.