He grabbed my hand, pulled me out the front door, and lo and behold guess who was sitting in our driveway?? Yep, you got it, a very nice police officer. ( I practically know them by name.)
Officer Rockford explained in some detail the story that Golden Boy had just tried to give me. In short, yes -there was rock throwing involved, yes – my son admitted to being involved, and, yes-someone received a flesh wound. The officer, Tightwad and I agreed that The Boy'ss apology, OBVIOUS remorse and the punishment he would receive from his father would more than make up for this lapse in judgment.
I told the officer that if this did not involved breaking into cars, underage drinking, marijuana use, or a horrific car accident, that he wasn’t going to rattle us. We’ve been up this road. Now, two out of three children have had the privilege of meeting some of our town’s finest. And what a nice group of people they are...
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You know them by name? That's gonna come in handy when Golden Boy starts driving, huh?
Boy had his scrapes with authority. There was a year - I've almost managed to block it out - when the principal of his school called me EVERY SINGLE DAY.
Kids will age you.
Yikes that doesn't sound like a fun evening in your house for Golden Boy. I bet he's learned that lesson!
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I only got into trouble with the law in my hometown once when I was young, so thankfully my parents did not know the names of the local po po.
And thankfully the police didn't know my name either.
That one run in was enough to scare the shit out of me and I was good for a long time after that!
I bet it sucks to be Golden Boy today.
Did I ever tell you about the time my son got arrested for shooting paint balls at cars? When he was 12??
no comment. as personally? yeah...no comment.
:)
Where have I been? I didn't know that the policemen of today would even bother if the 'crime' wasn't a bit more serious, like breaking into a car, joy riding, defacing public property, etc. I think it's great that the cops in your neighborhood care enough to get involved with rock throwing.
I wanna balloon!!!!!!
I pray the knock on your door, is never for anything more than rock-throwing.
Boys! :::sigh:::
~AM
At least the cops will understand when they eventually catch you doing 100+ mph on a beeline for the state border.
Two down, one to go. Make sure that third child does something soon so you can have a perfect record with the coppers.
Oh no! What an eventful evening...
Stopping by from SITS. Happy Thursday. :)
At least he was obviously remorseful and terrified! He's a good Golden Boy. Let's hope this is the only time he will bring the nice officer to your door!
You're so calm about this. I've never had the police come to my house. Do you live in a small town ?
OMGoodness, I am with airman mom, just as long as he is running inside before the police get to your door..it's all gravy! Take away his wii or nintendo..he won't be throwing rocks anymore!
I remember having a house party once in my teens. The police came by about the noise and when my brother answered the door they greeted him by name. Ha ha ha.
Errr ... The cops knew me by name, knew my parents phone number by memory, and KNEW my father would beat my ass anytime they called him ... but times were much different back in the 70's. Eh?
What? A visit from the Po-Po?
Suhhh-weeeeet!
Ahhhh, the joys of parenthood.
I have the same question as JC. I can't imagine the cops coming to my door. Do you live in a small town?
My introduction to local law enforcement was when my son was stopped for speeding - 100 in a 55. The officer had my son (who was 19 years old at the time) call me so he (the officer) could tell me what was going on.
argh.
Oh Lawd! I have so much to look forward too.
So Golden Boy is shining quite so brightly today I guess. Flesh wounds are tricky - and I can't hear the words "flesh wounds" without thinking of Monty Python.
Ditto to everyone above...
(I am still sleepy this morning and it is 9:30 ~ now that the hotflashes have ssubsided, I am actually sleeping...more than ever and it is a bit much, hence the laziness in my response.)
At least he was crying and showing proper remorse. Now if he came in all indignant and reeking attitude, there'd be something to worry about. And cops would definitely come to my door out here for this type of thing. Thank goodness for small towns.
No sweat. If it isn't a high enough crime that requires the need to bribea cop..thus sucking some of your booze and play money away from you..I say no harm is done.
I have a friend who is a motorcycle cop. He's been known to write several speeding tickets...against his own son.
My son had run-ins with the police more than once. I've spent many an hour at juvenile hall. He was a nightmare. This is nothing. Just saying.
Have a terrific day. :)
Wait, the police brought him home for throwing a rock? Holly Crap.
Thank God I live in the city. I would have had to have a daily shuttle to the police station for my boys.
Here, the police wish the kids would throw rocks. Twelve year olds are pulling out a semi automatic weapon instead. (Causes a little more than a flesh wound!)
I come from a small town, and knew all of the police and sheriffs by name!
Sistah, I wrote the book on befriending the entire Juvenile Justice Department (It can be done!). Soooo glad those days are behind me and my son actually turned out kinda, well, awesome. Who knew?
I love how you take stuff in stride and know what not to sweat.
PS: We too lost a nephew the summer after his high school graduation. Party + thunderstorm + joyride = disaster. It gives you a whole new perspective, doesn't it?
So glad you are here every day to remind me to take joy in all things and shrug off the bad junk.
Love ya VM.
Golden Boy isn't quite so golden anymore, huh? I'd say he's more Brass now than anything...
Cops? For throwing rocks? Don't they have something better to do?
Oh the joy's of motherhood. I think you put a great spin on it! I hope I am as calm as you when my boys get in trouble with the law. Stopping by from SITS to say Hi!
Been there, done that, as when my kids were younger, two out of the three also had met some of our "finest". The good news, they DO grow up and turn out just dandy!
heheheheeee.
Poor GB. Bet he didn't want to get out of bed this morning.
My guess if current trends resound, is T will always be where the action is, but never get caught, and that Z will be an instigator, not always completely guilty, but somehow always in the middle when the cops arrive.
Stay tuned. I'll need your advice.
Just one more kid to go then ;o)
When the time comes, do you get a volume discount on bail?
I was just wondering, do you play a lot of rock-throwing games at home?!
;)
Do you think they have your address pre-programmed into their GPS?
And why is Braja asking for a balloon? What did I miss here? Did you leave the vodka out again? You know she can't handle much of that shit - her system is far too pure.
well i have to say i have totally been there, done that! my son, the addict, has had his fair share plus some of those experiences for sure...
smiles, bee
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have a drink honey. ps
Just enough to scare him straight, maybe. At least he was repentant.
And, as they say..."Boys will be boys".
Why does braja get a balloon and we don't?? This is blatant favoritism!!!
Was the cop at least dreamy?? Because then it would be all worth it.
So you're at 2/3. I'm still only at 1/2, so you're beating me! :)
Omg that is too funny! Poor kid must have been so scared!!
Hopefully this will scare him straight... I did a LOT worse! :-)
jimmy rockford had kids? :O lol
but yeah, sight of blood is a good deterrent down the road...
Sounds like you may be in for a long summer too.
He must've really felt bad if he confessed it all before the cops came in. I'm sure he learned his lesson.
I hate to admit it - but I was involved in a "typical" rock-throwing "game" when I was a boy; though direct hits were scored, we managed to stay under the radar of our friendly neighborhood five-oh!
Oh well – that’ll put some fear into him.
Oh gosh Golden Boy!
Kindergarten voice here:
Throwing rocks is not OK!
Peace - Rene
You've really got to stop giving them vodka for lunch.
Just a suggestion.
Whew - sounds like this might just be a one time thing. We can always hope!
It's amazing that the police would come to the house - instead of 'taking him in' and making you come pick him up! That's a good kind of policing, if you ask me.
I guess poor GB will be grounded until he's 45 or so?
Grannie
I have also, recently, been starting to get to know the police officers by name. I would prefer to not know any of them. Damn teenagers!
Oh my! I remember those days! My kids have all had their close encounters with our town's finest and some have been when I dragged their ass to the station and had them confess their evil doings! Ahhhhhh...memories! Hang in there Mom! Lisa
I was glad the a volunteer fire fighter lived next door when my son and his best friend set off home made smoke bombs in the back yard, sending THICK WHITE SMOKE for 1/2 mile. I was greeted by my neighbor when I got home. He told me that I missed the 5 FIRE TRUCKS and 2 cop cars.
Mark is a great neighbor. He said that my Steven has always been a good boy and that boys will be boys... so he sent them in the house and told them NOT TO COME OUT till the cops and firemen left. That he would handle it.
Awhhhhhhh yes. I am so glad he is past the fire and smoke bomb stage!
When I asked him if he had momentarily lost HIS MIND when he decided to set off that Xmas gift he promised he'd save for the big party at the beach with no neighbors to get all worked up he just replied
"mom... anyone with a brain knows that REAL SMOKE IS BLACK not white."
He is now safe in college, studying engineering. Boy, am I glad I lived through his teens.
I am a fool to think these toddler years are tough, huh?
that is so funny the way he came into the house crying, claiming he didn't do anything. kids!
i was called outside by some very nice policemen too a few months ago. all i can say is, thank god our nest is just a few months from being empty.
I'm thinking you don't live in a very big city if this is what the cops come to your door for! I once had neighbors downstairs fighting so bad that they were breaking furniture! I called the cops, they never came.
I kind of wish you'd go back into retirement. One whole weekend just wasn't enough.
LOL--- reminds me of my own "golden boy" He KNOWs mamma doesn't lilke to be surprised & if he screws up.. He better tell me first. Glad it wasn't too bad. Have a great weekend!
I'm sorry to laugh, but we had the County sheriff at our house on Easter Sunday due to the total lack of judgement of our 15 year old involving her father's pickup and donuts in our neighbor's grass......the oldest one is so easy, why can't the second one be also? He'll probably end up a cop-wouldn't that be funny :)
I'm comvinced that it's not bad eating habits that kill otherwise healthy adults. It's their teenagers. Glad to hear you're holding up so well under the pressure!
What did they say again? Boys will be boys? At least you practically know your town's finest by names now. it will surely come in handy later on... :)
I assume that we had many martinis to deal with this? Goodness! xo
Maybe a good scare a young age will go a long way.
You have to admire his healthy fear and valiant attempt to get to you first ;-)
Isn't it funny? My daughter has a follow-up date with an officer next week. . . in the court house. . .
Great post (as always), VM.
I'm so glad that you didn't leave us for good!
I need my VM fix every morning to get through the day!
Could have been worse, but you know that and don't need a "one-up-on-you" story. Maybe you should invite some of your "town's finest" over for a little Memorial Day food and the best martini they've ever had. I'll bring the olives!
It is always good to be on a first name basis with the boys in blue!
Good grief. Is there some sort of time freezing spell I can use? I don't think I'm up for this...
These days knowing the police officers is more important than knowing your banker.
Wish the men in uniform in my little sported names like Rockford. James Garner, where are you when we need you?
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