Your Friendly Neighborhood Fight Club

(I normally get my four kids off the school bus, but I was held up at work on the one day I left my cell phone at home. In panic mode I race home expecting to find my kids scared and alone since they were locked out of the house. Instead I find them happily playing in an empty lot with a neighbor and his kids.)

Me: “Oh, thank you so much!”

Neighbor: “It’s cool. I knew something was up when I didn’t see you at the bus stop, so I let everybody use the potty and grab a snack before coming out to play where you could find us. Check this out.” *yells* “WHAT’S RULE NUMBER ONE?!”

Kids In Unison: “NOBODY DIES!”

Neighbor: “RULE NUMBER TWO?”

Kids In Unison: “NOBODY GETS LOST!”

Neighbor: “RULE THREE?”

Kids In Unison: “EVERYBODY BE NICE TO EVERYBODY ELSE!”

Neighbor: “FOUR?!”

Kids In Unison: “YOU DO NOT TALK ABOUT FIGHT CLUB!”

(I went from total panic mode to laughing my butt off. Thank you, neighborhood hero!)