somebody called the cops...

well, it only took my boys nine months to get the cops called on them.

we were out to dinner with some good friends and left the boys at home with my friend mary and her mom. as we were coming down the street on our way home we saw cop cars a few houses up from ours and wondered what was going on. turns out they came to our house. someone had called reporting neglect and/or abuse because our kids scream and yell so much.

WHAT?!

thankfully mary's mom was with her and totally handled the situation. she told them right away the boys are deaf and have no idea how loud they are. the cops came in and looked in all the rooms anyways, but mary and her mom said they were very nice and understanding and would let the people who called know about the boys. and that was that.

i of course started crying when mary told me. i had just been talking to andrew earlier that day about how i don't know how much longer i can handle the constant yelling, and then this happens. and just the thought of cops being in our house, looking in on my sleeping boys, and us not being there made me emotional. AND of course i think about how we are going to have to deal with stuff like this (hopefully no more house calls from to po-po!) for the next 18 years. i don't want my boys to be "different", to have to constantly explain their situation, to have other kids stare and point once they get their implants, to potentially struggle with hearing and speaking. so all these emotions came to a boil and i lost it.

i'm also so nervous to be home alone now during the week, wondering who's listening and if i said something to emery that could be interpreted wrong or if the boys are yelling away but outsiders can't see the smiles on their faces. so if you ever walk by our house and hear screaming, come knock on the door before calling the cops :)

never a dull moment with these gingers!