He had been out of sorts all day, so a nap was probably in order. We left him with his sister and went off to enjoy dinner.
Just after finishing our dinner, the phone rang. It was my dad, calling to tell us that #2 had driven the van into the house. WHAT!!!???
Racing home, we pulled up to the house to see that he had driven the van up under the front porch.
His sister had gone to a friend's house, and left to his own devices, #2 thought a self-taught driving lesson was in order. Not a good idea. Our neighbor saw the whole ordeal and notified my parents, who called us.
This is what happens when your 21 year-old disabled son get a hold of your car keys-
This is our neighbor, Ed, securing the car jack under the post to elevate the porch off of the van.
As you can see, he was very, very fortunate. He could have been killed. But, all he got was a tiny scratch on his hand. Mind you, I spent more than a few minutes planning his demise.
I am sure that this will become the story that will be told around the dinner table for years to come. "Do you remember that Easter when JA drove the van up under the porch? hahahahaha That was hilarious!" But that will be much, much later.
a. #2 cannot be left to his own devices.
b. #2 is thinking like a normal young adult and, consequently,
c. #2 cannot be trusted. Ever.
I hope that your Easter Sunday was much more calm and uneventful.