Our daily adventure...

Ok, this is pretty embarrassing, I guess. If you'll all remember, we had a gas leak last fall. I've been a little nervous about it ever since. Today I put the kids down for a nap and shut the door (as I always do), and then I decided I would lay down myself and rest. I tried to sleep for about 15 minutes, but I kept hearing the kids playing. I did what every parent should do, right? I got up after about the 50th offense to punish my merrymaking nappers. I opened the door and a terrible rotten egg smell just about knocked me down. Gas. I was afraid. I got the kids out of that room and went to check the closet where our former leak had been. Worse. I got a little scared. I got the kids to wait by the door, grabbed everyone's shoes and went to the back door to get Nathaniel's shoes. I opened the door. The smell was AWFUL. I panicked. I tried to call Ian at work, and couldn't get a hold of him, so... I called 911. Wouldn't you? What if I had fallen asleep and woken up two hours later to find three kids who wouldn't wake up? The fire dept came with their truck which of course was quite a show for the kids. They ran in the house all dressed up, came out, and informed me that they're laying asphalt on the road behind my house. Yeah. I'm a good mom, right!