Today my 5 year old son Bryce took my cell phone to his room without me noticing and called 911. I would have never even known that this happened, but being the strangely honest kid that he is he told me. He tells on himself for everything he does wrong.
Bryce: Momma if I throw up just call 911 OK.
Momma: No, Bryce we only call 911 when someone is very, very hurt.
Bryce: But Momma I just called them.
Momma: Why would you do that? We only call them when we have an emergency.
Bryce: But I didn't talk to them, I hung up when he said 911 what's your emergency?
So this went on for about 5 minutes with me telling him why you can't just call them for fun. I can only hope that he understands this now. The thing that surprises me is that they did not call us back after he hung up on them. What if it was an emergency? I remember when I was a teenager going to my Uncle's house and my baby cousin called 911 from the home phone and a few moments later the police were at the door. They wanted to come in and look around to make sure everything was tip top.
I did have to call 911 when my Brycie-Boy was about a year old. Somehow he got one of those dishwashing tabs that had the powder and the liquid in one, and he ate it. There I was crying that my son had been poisoned. The ambulance comes to our house while the entire neighborhood stood watch in the street. The medics basically laughed at me for overreacting. They said he will be just fine, since he already vomited all over the place. Husband was not home for that one either so thankfully he threw up outside so all I had to do was wash the porch off with the water hose. Oh, good times.
I love "mom" stories!
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