7and8

After lunch the other day I'm sitting at the table reading. 8 wants to go outside and swing. 7 wants to follow, but needs to pick up some legos first. Some time later 7 is done and goes out to play with 8. 7 rushes back in the house saying 8 isn't in the back yard.

I'm on the deck in 2 heartbeats. 8 isn't in sight, not under the deck, not hiding in the shed. I'm on the street looking frantically. Here comes Mr. Smiles and his dog directed by a neighbor mom. I didn't and still don't know what to say.

8 can't say why he opened the gate but his business turned to wrangling Beans when Beans slipped past him. If 8 is correct they were in the street in various states of not-in-the-backyard-edness. I'm getting a pad lock or a dog collar for 8.

I still don't know what to say