He's leavin...on a jet plane..

So my son left to go back to college a little while back and things have pretty much settled down again. I think he had a nice time (except for the flight back...more to follow on that), and I know I really enjoyed having him around. We played ALOT of Wii, watched TV, went out to dinner, and Tris did some visiting with friends home from their colleges. His birthday was the 13th of January, so we had a little family party before he had to go back.














I chose not to drive with him and his father on the way to the airport-I said my goodbyes at home. After awhile I received a phone call from Al.


Al: Did Gary call you?

Me: No...why?

Al: Because your son got arrested at the airport.

Me: Stop joking.

Al: No, he really did.

Me: Shut up...this isn't funny, Al.

Al: It's not a joke...it's true.

Me: Albert, you know darn well that I am already in an emotionally fragile state right now having said goodbye to Tris...this isn't funny at ALL.

Al: I know it's not, but I'm not lying.

Me: Ok..what could he possibly be arrested for?

Al: He had 75 bullets in his coat.

Me: What???? Why the HECK would he have ammunition?

Al: One day he went to the firing range over vacation and had bullets left over. So he put them in his jacket I guess and forgot about them.

Me: Oh my GOD! Is he alright?? Did he make his flight?? What happened??

Al: Yes he made his flight on time. He was just charged with a misdemeanor and given a $250 fine.

Me: My POOR Baboo! He must have been so scared! I'm calling Gary!


I feel so bad for him. The kid has always been a straight A student, never getting in trouble, never got detention, always obeyed his parents...and now look what happens.







Poor Tris!