Well, Bradon got mad at older brother today and called 911! He hung up, they called me back. I was 2 blocks away--came home to chaos! He was mad because older brother did not pour cereal in the right bowl, that is too little, I want more, a different spoon...needless to say, NOT a reason to call 911. After I told the dispatcher things were fine, they still have to send an officer. 15 mins later(glad it wasnt an emergency!), an officer knocks on the door...my oldest son(14) was panicked..he just knew he was in trouble because he should have made Bradon better. NOT!
So, the officer asks if he can come in(protocol to make sure things are fine), I say please do and Bradon comes in room....freaks! He starts hyperventilating, snot is going everywhere, then...as the officer is talking...BONG! switch to "you arent the boss, I dont have to listen to you! I will call them again, ugly!"
I tell the officer he has a form of autism and BiPolar and he says, "then I dont want to be the one to get on to him!" I said, no..you need to tell him the reasons to call 911 is emergency, NOT because things arent going your way.
So, needless to say, locking the knives was a no brainer, I didnt know we had to lock up the phones too!
SHEESH!
