No kids this afternoon, what will we do?

This afternoon Anastasia and I got a break from the kids for the first time in a long time. Their father and his girlfriend came to town and took the kids out to lunch and dinner and his girlfriend treated to a shopping spree. (I only hope his girlfriend has better taste than he does.) This is the first break we have had, other when the kids freakishly made plans with friends at the same time. (I think that has happened twice in the last 6 months.)

So what did we do with our childless (read quiet) afternoon? Watched real life murder mysteries on TruTv. How romantic! Isn’t that what you would do?

Hey, I’m not complaining! To watch anything more exciting than ABC Family channel is a thrill for me. I’ve had more than my fair share of Hannah Montana, Drake & Josh and that one show with the twin boys (who live in a hotel) that just makes me wanna hurl from the cuteness of them all. It was a pleasure, truly, to watch a show with “adult content”. Because of my daughter's illness we cannot watch anything remotely scary, no police shows, nothing with violence. So that means no CSI, Criminal Minds or any other similar type show. (See, I don't even know the names, because I haven't been able to watch them.) Today we saw a classic murder story where the father comes home to find his wife and daughter missing. Anastasia and I look at each other and go “he did it”. We were right. But we did have a disagreement that maybe you can help us with. Let me ask this hypothetical question:

You arrive home to a quiet house, you head to the master bedroom and find a large amount of blood on the bed and the floor.
A.) Would you dial 911 immediately upon finding the blood?
B.) Or would you run through the house and garage looking for your missing spouse and child in the hopes of finding them and perhaps stopping the bleeding or performing CPR? (Of course having your cell phone or cordless phone in hand, perhaps even calling as you ran through the house.)

The perp, in this case the husband, dials 911 from that bedroom and reports his wife and daughter missing, before looking anywhere else in the house or on the property. How did he “know” they were missing? He didn’t look for them beyond the bedroom. He didn’t look for them until the 911 operator told him to walk through the house to look.

I’m thinking we need to have a better plan for the next kid’s visit with their father and his girlfriend. Anastasia is not a planner, but I am, so I guess I have some work to do. We still want to see "Milk", but it is still only playing in Lombard and that's just too far when we know we have to be home for the kid's return after dinner.

Oh, and our other entertainment for the afternoon? Whenever Anastasia comes home the kids are literally in her face wanting her immediate attention. My daughter, more so than my son. We’ll hear “Anastasia, Anastasia, Anastasia.” So we had a good laugh saying “dad, dad, dad” and “Christina, Christina, Christina”. We did that during commercials. We were rolling on the floor laughing. I’m sure you all don’t find it that funny, but we enjoyed ourselves. And that's what's important!

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