Okay, gotta tell you what my dd5 did this week.
Knowing my dh's propensity to not do well getting the kids ready for school, I called to check on them. No one answered, so I figured he was in the show and would call back in afew minutes. Meanwhile, at the same time at home, dd5 sees the caller id and runs to tell her daddy, "The school called." (Which was really me). 10 minutes later, he calls me and says, "I give up."
"What do you mean, dear?" I ask, but I know something bad is coming. 5 Minutes after I call home, dd5 comes into the bathroom and tells her daddy, "I'm going to call 911 AGAIN". What the hey?!?
Sure enough, dh checks the caller id to see that indeed, the county rescue squad has attempted to call the house back. Boo decided when her dad did not want to call "the school" (me) back, she would just try to call herself. But the only number she knew was. . . .
911.
She called, and when they answered, she hung up.
They called. No one answered.
A deputy and fire truck were on dispatch to our house and thanks to my realization that we needed to call our neighbor (an investigator for the sheriff's department), they were quickly called off.
Lesson learned: dh no longer takes the kids to school. I think he's learned that if he messes things up enough I won't ask him to do it any more.
After all, the last time he took the kids to school, when he got them there the same child had no shoes on. Guess who had to leave work to get her some shoes?