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Just a hop over the fence…3 times.

on October 1, 2012

So, just like many of you, we had no power at our house last night.  It’s amazing how often throughout those two hours we were without electricity we forgot and would try to turn on the lights…and how it seemed like 2 days, not 2 hours.  I’ll give you a peek into how we spent those two hours.

We first noticed it when we were headed into town to buy our snacks for our family movie night, lovingly dubbed “Junk Food Night”. There were absolutely NO stoplights on 23rd Avenue that were working.  But, low and behold, we made it to our destination, the Mecca of junk food…Wal-Mart.  And they in fact…HAD POWER! Sweet, our world was back to normal. We bought all of our food, including a bunch of unhealthy food and frozen pizza (hey, it has veggies…it’s healthy).  We then left Wal-Mart to find that it was not just stoplights that were without power! As we headed south on 23rd Avenue we saw that there was no power at any stores, restaurants, even McDonald’s!! We cautiously continued home and as we inched closer and closer, the kids started to get a little more and more apprehensive. Elijah wanted to make sure the car still had electricity and we weren’t going to be stranded, so every 3 or so minutes on the ride home he would say, “Mommy, please turn the lights on.” So I would turn on the dome lights to make him feel a little better. We crossed the Platte and noticed our cute little town of LaSalle was completely dark. Farmer’s Inn, Subway, even Valero was pitch black. What? No Corner Store?

Finally, we pulled into the driveway. I pushed the garage door opener and…oh yeah, we have no power. I then realized that our front screen door is locked, and we don’t have a key. I have one option: Jump the fence. I decide that it would be best to climb over the side that has all of the trash that I could easily step on. Before I leave the car, I have to give my kids a little pep talk. I assure them that I’ll be back to let them in the house, I’ll be ok, and I’m not going to get eaten by whatever ate the electricity lines. I take my phone to use as a flashlight, lock the car and I very slowly climb over the fence. I hop down (I think it was more like a “plop” than a “hop”) and I go to the back door. I twist the handle, and it’s locked. Locked? Perfect. Keys to the back door are in the car. This time I decide to climb over the fence on the other side of the house. Using the sides as a ladder, it was much easier to maneuver.

I made it back to the car to find that the car doors were now locked, with my 3 kids in it. I can see Eydan strapped in his seat (he won’t be much help to unlock the doors), so I tap on the windows and see 2 little heads pop up. When I correctly answered the two security questions they had for me, I was able to get the keys out of my glove box.  (If you’re wondering, the questions were 1. Is your name Mommy? and 2. Are you OUR Mommy?) Anyway, back to the fence I go. As I’m walking over to the fence I see our neighbor. He asks if I would like a ladder. No. I got this. Then he asks if I would like a flashlight. Ah, yes please, the shimmer from my cell phone is just not cutting it. I wait patiently while he goes into his garage. He comes out with (not even kidding) a flashlight that looks just like a light saber. Oh boy. He makes sure that I know that there are in fact two settings on the light. I can either light up just the top, or light the entire saber. This could be fun…let’s light the baby up! I waited for him to leave because I really didn’t want an audience since it was now my 3rd time climbing our fence…might not be as graceful as the first two times.  I managed to get to the top, straddle the fence (still holding the light saber) and then I see car lights coming. Our neighbor across the street had just got home, so what do I do? Duck…light saber and all. I waited until their lights went off and I could see them go into their house, and I finished my descent down our fence. Why duck, you ask? I really wasn’t in the market for any witnesses to the fall to my death. Phew, I made it. I couldn’t tell if Chewy was barking at me because he thought I was an intruder or because he thought I might attack him with my laser sword. Either way, he was happy to see it was me, and I in fact was not planning on attacking him.

I finally make it INTO our house, go unlock our front door, go to the car to get the kids out, successfully answer my 2nd round of security questions, and get our junk food out. We form a train to travel around the house because our only source of light is the light saber. As we get to each room I hear the kids try to flick on each light. What part of NO POWER do we not understand?! I lost track of how many times they asked, “Can we cook the pizza yet?” Again my children, we have NO POWER.  “Mommy, I’ll go check the TV”…apparently we aren’t truly without power, until we have no TV. I’m pretty sure my kids saw their lives flash before their eyes when the TV wouldn’t turn on. Yes, it was then they realized WE HAVE NO POWER.

We decided to go hang out with our neighbor outside because it was actually lighter out there than it was in our house.  We decided it might be fun to wait for Ray to get home in the front yard. Now, if any of you throughout this story have thought, Where was Ray, and why wasn’t he the one scaling the fence?, He was hiding in the car with the kids the whole time! Just kidding, he headed home on the motorcycle about 45 minutes behind us. Anyway, Ray made it home safe, we didn’t get eaten alive, and the power came on after being off for about 2 hours. When it did come on, our house literally lit up like Clark Grizzwald lived here. I then realized that the kids had gone into each room, to test the lights in hopes that they would find the ONE that worked. Again, NO POWER means NO POWER.

So, let me leave you with a few pieces of advice. Always make sure you know the answers to your kids’ security questions because you never know when they’ll lock you out.  And most important of all,  invest in a light saber flash light…It made my experience just a little bit enjoyable. I was a little bummed that I had to give it back. But on the bright side, I added my first item to my Christmas list last night.

One response to “Just a hop over the fence…3 times.

  1. Vivian Santistevan says:

    Caiti, Caiti, what a great adventure! I still think I would have called the fire department to my home! I absolutely KNOW I could not scale the fence, on the trash side, or, the other side with the possibility of using it as a ladder! Besides, I PROMISED my children that I would never, ever, get on a ladder again! Last year when I was painting my bedroom, I fell right off of my trusty wooden ladder! Now, we have a beautiful, sturdy, metal ladder, however, I’m still not allowed to scale said piece of equipment! Luckily, the room was empty and the carpet was still in there! And, I might add here, Amy came to my rescue and finished the painting! So, in a couple of short words, WELL DONE! Love you, Auntie Viv

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