Yesterday afternoon, one of the kids walked outside to see billowing smoke coming from the direction of Ava's school, and she was there (I told you it is right across the street but we can't see it for the trees behind our house) and heard fire engine sirens. I immediately started screaming for everyone to get in the car NOW!! I wasn't sure what I'd do once I was there but I just needed to get there to rescue my little girl.
Well one of the kids happened to be without clothing at the time of this incident, and hearing my screaming and hollering, came downstairs, as he was. I made him get in the car anyway.
Turns out the smoke was coming from behind the school, probably a farmer burning his trash. But I decided to go ahead and take the library books back that were due and the movie we had rented back to RedBox, all the while with an indecent person in the very back seat. (Thankfully he found a blanket back there to cover himself with).
When it was all said and done we had a good laugh over it. But ironically, this is the craft that came home in Ava's backpack yesterday: