Here is what is left of our tree.Things around here have been a little crazy lately. Monday it was very stormy and we had a micro-burst of wind that knocked down one of the trees in our front yard. The tree flew onto the road totally blocking it. Keni had to work so it was just me and my kids at home. Luckily, I was able to get a hold of some of my uncles, cousins and neighbors and they were able to come help move the tree. I guess it is good that it happened on a Holiday. I think there was less traffic going up and down the canyon and there were a lot of men around to help out. So, that was Monday.
Tuesday was Ella's first day of preschool. She did great and had a wonderful time. I knew she would.
Tuesday afternoon I had to pick up Gordon and the neighbor kids down by the bridge where the bus drops them off. As I was arriving, all of the sudden, I see a 4-wheeler go zooming backwards really fast off the edge of the road and down the river bank. I was so scared. I didn't know who was on the 4-wheeler. I drove up quickly and jumped out of the car and ran to the edge of the river bank. It was one of the 13 year olds from my Sunday school class. He was standing in the river. The 4-wheeler was right at the edge of the water, right side up. I don't know if he rolled it or what. I rushed down to him. He was standing up and moving around. The poor kid was so scared. He kept saying, "this is a dream, I know it is a dream. My dad is going to kill me. Please tell me this is a dream." I tried to calm him down and help him climb up the steep slope back onto the road. Another mom who had come to pick up her kids called his parents and I had him sit in my car unto they came. I was just so thankful that he seemed okay. When I saw it happen I didn't know what to expect. I thought he might be dead or really really hurt.
I found out this morning that he was hurt much worse than I thought. ( I thought he just had some nasty scrapes and bruises and a bad bump on his head) Apparently he broke a few little bones in his back and had a concussion. He is going to be okay though. I was trying to help but now I don't know if I did the right thing. Maybe I shouldn't have had him move at all. But, because he was up on his feet and moving when I got to him, I thought he was okay. Backs are just so scary. I am just so grateful that he is okay. It could have been so much worse. I think I am still in shock about it a little bit. Especially, after what I found out today.
So, if that wasn't enough after his parents came and got him I drove home, dropping off kids on the way. I pulled into our garage and went to get Jace out of his carseat. While I am doing this Ella got out of the car on her own and went into the house. When Gordon, Jace and I get to the backdoor it is locked. Ella had gone in and locked it behind her. And she couldn't UNLOCK it!! For several minutes I am trying to talk to her through the door trying to get her to unlock the door. All of the other doors are locked too and I don't have a key. After a while it is apparent that she can't unlock it so I try to think of how else we can get in. I have her go and try to open a window that faces the backyard. Our windows have a handle crank that you use to roll them open. I have seen her close them before so I thought she might be able to open them too. The windows in the back are closed too tightly though and she can't open them. So, then I tell her to try the windows in the front. Finally she is able to get one of the dining room windows open. I am able to pop out the screen and to lift Gordon up through the window and into the house. He is then able to unlock the front door!
