"Get the baseball bat!"
Sounds of thumping, doors opening and closing.
"Over here, over here!"
Now, if you are the mother to girls, your immediate thought might be that they are organizing a quick pick-up game of softball. Mother to boys? Forget it.
All kinds of thoughts raced through my mind. My mind actually was miles ahead of my butt which remained firmly planted in this office chair. I actually had to will myself to get up and investigate.
My motherly instincts were correct.
Now before you pre-judge and assume that my children are juvenile delinquents setting out to straighten out the wayward neighbor, put your mind at rest.
They were just going to chop a tree down.
Heaven help me.