I didn't enjoy my afternoon much. Why? Because I forgot to bring my cell phone. And I worried the whole time that someone might be trying to call, that their might be an emergency.
And then I reminded myself that 9 years ago when Kyle was 12, we would leave him home alone and nobody had a cell phone and we're all still alive.
Turns out, nobody called. Not even MIke who can only call once a week. He didn't call. I'm wondering what that means, but sort of relieved that we didn't have to listen to whatever he wanted to yell at us about.
We got a bunch of posters put up. I hope lots of people will see them and be spurred on to adopt.
We're heading out for supper with friends...