The kids' school was on lockdown for a couple of hours on the last day of school. Like, CODE RED, hide in silence, for real LOCK DOWN. It was horrifying.
I was at the park down the street with Dorothy and Cooper and one of Dorothy's preschool friends and little brother and mom and we kept remarking on how strange it was that we were the only ones outside on such a lovely day. We saw a police SUV with lights but no sirens, a fire truck, an ambulance, and some more police cars, but when they didn't do to the school, I wasn't that worried, figuring something was happening in the golf course neighborhood next to us because we could see parked police cars and officers on foot from our park picnic.
Then I started getting texts.
A friend of mine was at school getting the fifth grade slide show ready for graduation when the lockdown happened, and she texted a bunch of us to let us know what was going on. And then our busy body husbands went over to school to check things out which is exactly what you should not do during a lock down and is the reason why the school only notifies parents when these things are over because OMFG.
Ben had just been at school and missed getting locked in by literal minutes. And we didn't know it at the time, but Harry cried and cried during the lock down because he was afraid something had happened to his dad outside school because OF COURSE all of the kids figured the worst was happening.
It turns out a man was suicidal and possibly armed--although he was only found with bleach-- walking through the neighborhood surrounding school. Apparently, the golf course neighborhood got a reverse 9-11 call telling them to stay indoors, but our neighborhood did not. That would have been good information to have before I WALKED TO A FREAKING PARK.
Ben picked us up mid-walk home, and the playdate ended on a truly weird note.
The golf course was evacuated (and those guys regularly play through lightening), and the pool was closed down. It was nuts.
Thankfully, everyone was OK and I got a great idea for a new book character and was really jealous of my locked-in friend because the whole time I just wanted to run to school and get my kids and I swear I will always send them off to school in a calm, loving, mindful way because holy shit that was scary (and it was all kind of an overreaction. thank god).
And the fifth grade graduation went off without a hitch.
Let's go back to Wednesday, a more innocent time, when I went with the third grade to campus to tour the football stadium and have ice cream.
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