The parental fear

Today the phone call arrived. If you're a parent, one of the phone calls that you dread most. The Norman family invited Skylar to the Big Buck Classic. He was stoked as you can imagine if you know my son. So his weekend is as 11 year old perfect could be, Big Buck Classic and sleep over with his cousin/best bud. The boys had a little outdoor time before church this morning. Let's just say, they didn't stay in their given boundary and gave Uncle Bop and Aunt Mamie (Sloan slang) an unfortunate big scare. When Aunt Mamie called to say they couldn't find the boys, you could feel the fear in her voice. Mom to Mom fear. By the grace of God, this was no real emergency, but it certainly posed all the right factors for one. My motherly gut tells me this will not be the last phone call I get regarding those two and their adventures and my prayer is that if the phone rings again for those reasons, the ending is as happy as today's. Just considering if a GPS micro-chip inserted behind the ear would be going a bit far? ;)