Thursday, November 13, 2008
Okay, so this happened the day before Halloween so it's really not nearly as scary as it could have been but. . . we had a little Twilight Zone action going on right before Halloween and Mark reminded me yesterday that I had yet to blog it. Anyway, the day before Halloween, around five in the morning Mark's cell phone rang. I was tempted to wake him up, since he had just started this new job and was working all sorts of weird hours and I thought maybe it was Work with an emergency that only Mark could fix and it just had to be done at the crack of dawn. But then I rolled over and figured if they really needed him, they'd call again. They didn't. I, of course, couldn't go back to sleep (try as I may) and finally dragged myself out of bed around 6:30am when Hunter flipped on the lights in the family room and started watching TV. Upon my arrival, Hunter announced that he'd had a really bad dream about an hour or so earlier. He seemed pretty shaken. Sorry Buddy, came my reply as I wandered off to wash last night's dinner dishes. When Mark got up it was about 7:30am and I informed him that someone had called his cell phone earlier and that he might want to check his messages. This was the message and when I heard it, I could barely breathe. For those of you that know Hunter, that sounds exactly like him when he's feeling upset or sick. I thought for sure it was Hunter and wondered if he'd called Mark's cell phone in his sleep from our home phone. But Mark checked the number and it wasn't one we recognized. Weird. Could there really be another little boy that sounds exactly like Hunter who had a bad dream at the exact same time as Hunter living in Connecticut? It bugged me all day. If it wasn't Hunter, who was it? And was that little boy okay? What should I do? After running it by Kathy and Melanie I decided I just had to call the number back and make sure first, that there really was a real, live person on the other end of the phone and second, to make sure whoever that little person was that he was okay. Well, it turns out that yes, there is another little boy living in Connecticut that sounds exactly like Hunter and has bad dreams too. His mother confirmed the whole story. We laughed about the whole thing together. I'm sure she thought I was a lunatic but if it were me, I'd be glad to know there are still nice people in the world that worry about my kids even if they don't know them. That said, I hope that little boy doesn't ever call us again.
posted by Shana # 2:52 PM 
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