The Tales of Jack

I couldn't make this crap up even if you paid me.

I know I just posted a post on our crazy little Jack, and I'm pretty sure if I gathered all the "Jack stories" I have written it would be a compile of disaster after disaster after disaster, but what can I say, we love this kid. Really though, he will shorten mine and Jon's lifespan, if he hasn't already. This happened this weekend.

On Saturday we decided to have a camp out in our backyard. We missed our ward camp out and the kids were really bummed so we promised them that we would set up a tent and sleep under the stars.... uhh, I guess under the tent that's under the stars, but you get the idea. So Jon went with the boys to borrow our friends fire pit and our brother in laws 5 man tent. He wasn't able to fit everything in our trusty little mini-van so he had to make 2 trips. The first trip was for the fire pit. Jon retrieved the 50 pound thing and wanted to know if I could help him unload it, well I was busy bathing Anabelle so he decided to put the van in park and unload it himself. He told the boys to stay in their car seats because they were just dropping off the pit and then heading to uncle Ryan's house for the tent. As Jon proceeded to carry the fire pit to our back yard he heard a crunch. He didn't think much of it but as he walked back to the front of the house to get back in the van he noticed that the vehicle wasn't parked in the same spot anymore.

Then he noticed Jack sprinting from the front of the van to the back where his car seat was.

Jon came back into the bathroom where I was still bathing Bella and said to me, "Tice, I have to tell you something". This is never a good introduction to a conversation. "Jack drove your van into my car"... (see, never good). I gasped and demanded more details. Jon told me what had happened. He admitted that he knew the car was running "but I insisted that the boys stay in their seats, I TOLD the boys to stay in their seats." I couldn't get over the fact that he actually left the car running with the boys in it... I mean seriously, has he met Jack?... his son?... his middle child? HAS HE MET HIM?!!!

Apparently Jack got bored, unbuckled himself, made his way to the front of the van, turned on all the lights, messed around with the GPS and put the car in drive drifting into Jon's car that was parked in our garage... hence, the crunch.

After assessing the damages, or lack of damages (thank goodness) we sat the boys down and gave them a good talk. Poor Brayden, he always has to endure these talks that are brought on by Jack but we figure that it doesn't hurt him to hear them either. He kept saying "but mom, I sat in MY seat", "but dad, I didn't get out of MY chair". Yeah, yeah I'm sure he probably dared Jack to do it or something!!

Later that night Officer Petroni (aka my dad) called and left a message that scared the crap out of Jack. The "officer" said that he had heard there was an accident caused by a Jack Jolley. We called the officer back but he didn't answer. Jack is pretty sure he is going to jail. Brayden made us say a prayer right then and there to ask Heavenly Father to make sure Jack didn't have to go to jail. After the prayer that Brayden offered, he said, "mom, what if Jesus didn't hear us? Maybe we should say another one and make it louder." Brayden couldn't risk his brother going to jail, they are the best of friends and bunk bed partners.

Jack has decided that when he actually does get in contact with Officer Petroni he's going to explain that it was an accident and that he will NEVER do it again. He's hoping that this explanation will keep him out of jail.

Of course as a mother I have to go to the dark places in my mind and wonder what if Jack would have put it in reverse and backed across the street right into our neighbors garage? Or what if a car in the street was passing at the same time they were drifting out in the road? Like I said, years of my life will be taken off by my little Jackie Bear.

And like I also said, I couldn't make this crap up if my life depended on it.

Welcome to my life people, welcome!