The kids asked if they could have a camp-out in the backyard. I thought well sure why not. Xaiver even came over to join the fun. What Dada and I figured was that they would either get scared or cold and come in the house some time in the night.
They all started in the tent just fine, being loud and wild like kids do. Jacob told a scary story about a man with yellow eyes that killed kids in the neighborhood. That scared Xaiver so much he started crying. Alex had to come get him because he was so upset, so it was just the three of them.
After that the three of them kept playing with the the lantern and flashlight having a good time. Pretty soon everything went quiet. Dada thought that was suspicious. I thought they probably just went to sleep, it was 9:30 at night. Dada decided to go check it out. He wasn't out there more then 2 minutes when he yells, "Their gone!" I was like what? Are you sure? He says back, "I'm in the tent!"
Oh geez here we go! Where did they go? Of course we called their names a couple of times but they didn't come. Dada was getting kinda panicky at this poing. We split up: he went towards the Partidas; I went toward's Mrs. Stephanie's. As I was coming round Mrs. Stephanie's back deck I see them all sneaking around William's house: Jacob, Jack and then Amelia. I yelled "You three get in the kitchen! You are in so much trouble! You're all getting spankings!" All three of them run in the house giggling out of control, having a good'old time.
By the time I got there Dada was already there reading them the riot act. Of course none of them got spankings but after their feet were washed off they were sent to bed. No more camp-outs for while.
I explained to them the next day that they are not old enough to go roaming the neighborhood at night. Of course Jacob asked when they were going to be old enough. I told him 13, let's see if he will remember that!
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