But he will be grounded until he's out of his teenage years. Peter was going to stay after school and hang with some buddies. No problem. However, he conveniently left his cell phone at home. Fast forward a few hours, it's dark, it's raining and we don't know where he is. He hasn't called and his friend, Jake, isn't answering his cell or home phone. We get a hold of Jake's Dad, Tim, who just happens to be in Savannah GA visiting with his oldest daughter at college. Tim tried calling home and couldn't get through to any of the family. Enter the weird twist, all of Pete's shoes are at home and accounted for, but his backpack's not here, so we're pretty sure that he didn't sneak into the house while Jim, Ros & John were picking me up from an early train. Now we're really worried. Awful thoughts run through your head and it takes all your energy not to freak out but instead stay calm and think. So, we called the police. They came and took all his information, including recent pictures (these posted ones), his SSN and any and all identifying body markings. Right as the cops were leaving to go enter Peter's info into the data base so all the other cops could be on the lookout for him, he called home. Turns out that he was at Ryan's and then Jake's and it never crossed his tiny pre-pubescent mind to call and update us on his location. Which wouldn't have been nearly as big of a deal if we knew more people here in town. And regarding the shoe mystery, he was wearing his old lawn mowing tennis shoes from the basement. So if you ever want to experience the most polar opposite and conflicting emotions all at once, just become a parent who's child walks in the door after you think they were missing. I, for one, don't recommend it.
And, yes I know, next time something like this happens there will probably be girls involved.
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