Too Weird

Brian was at softball tonight and the kids and I were just finishing up dinner and about to head out to the ballpark to watch his game. I'm packing a bag with some snacks for the kids when our doorbell rings.

Naturally, I think it's Phillip and Christina wanting to play so Kadin runs to get the door and on his way I tell him to just tell them we are leaving and you can't play. So Kadin opens the door and I hear him say "Who are you?"

Ok, so now I'm wondering who the heck is at my front door . . . I go around the corner and there stands this little red-haired boy at our doorstep - a boy I've never seen before in my life. I look out the door and there in our yard is the little boy's bike (still with training wheels) and his helmet.

This is the conversation I had with said little boy:

Me: Hi there . . . do you need something?

Boy: Is there a big boy in there?

Me: A big boy? No, there's no big boy in here. Are you looking for someone?

Boy: No. Are you sure there's not a big boy in there? (He's getting a little nervous now)

Me: Are you lost? (in my head - Oh, please Lord - don't be lost!!!!)

Boy: No. Can I come in and play? (again in my head - @#$#!@ NO!!)

Me: No, we were actually just about to leave . . . where are your parents?

Boy: They are at Bob and Nancy's.

Me: Where do Bob and Nancy live?

Boy: Just down there (he points down the road). See? Where that white fence is? Bob and Nancy have grandkids over sometimes - and they have bon fires too.

Me: Are you related to Bob and Nancy - are they your Aunt & Uncle?

Boy: No. We just visit them sometimes.

Me: Do your parents know where you are? (WHAT AM I GOING TO DO WITH THIS MYSTERY KID!!!!!)

Kadin: Mom, we can just play for a little bit before we go. (oh gee, thanks Kadin!!)

Me: Well, why don't you go and play in the back yard for a little bit. But, we have to leave soon.

Kadin, Bella and mystery boy head off towards the swingset and I head off down the road to the white fence and hopefully Nancy & Bob's house. I walk over there and there is no one around. No parent frantically looking for their lost toddler . . . no Bob . . . no Nancy.

So . . . to make a long story short - I finally convince Nolan (that's mystery boy's name) to let us walk him to what I think is Bob & Nancy's house. Well, it turns out that Nolan and his family are actually our neighbors (three or four houses down) . . . Bob & Nancy are Nolan's next door neighbors. See, that's what happens when you get the story from a five-year-old!

AND, it appears that Kadin now has another new friend to play with. Which, needless to say, they won't be riding bikes together anytime soon!