Friday, August 12, 2011

Did He or Didn’t He?………………… oh, He Did

Several months ago, I said I would tell some stories about Peyton that were not so positive, so you could get a well rounded picture of who he was.  Well here goes.

Peyton was a young 15 year old when he did this. 

I woke up from a sound sleep because the dog was barking.  Dusty slept with Peyton, so I knew something was up.  I went to Peyton’s room and he was not there.  It was around midnight.  I was furious.  I went around the house and locked every door and window.  He wasn’t getting back in the house without me knowing.  Of course I could not go back to sleep.  I kept wondering who he was with.  He wasn’t old enough to drive and neither were any of his friends. 

About 45 minutes passed, Tom & I were discussing what we were going to do. I went back to his room.  I could see a wet footprint where he had tried to get back through his window.  I called him on his cell, “where are you?” 

“In the ‘63.” he said. (that was Tom’s old pick-up)

“Get in here.”

I opened the front door and there he was wearing only his boxers.  I asked him what he was doing and he told me he had been out by the pond thinking.  He couldn’t sleep.  He hadn’t been acting like himself for most of the day.  I thought he was having girl troubles, so it would be perfectly understandable for him not being able to sleep.

This thought flitted through my mind, “Is he smart enough to strip down to his boxers to make this story believable?”  I told myself, “Becky, you are too hard on him; let it go.” 

Peyton & I were talking after he got back in bed.  I told him he knew what he did was wrong, or he wouldn’t have gone out the window, etc., etc. and I let the whole thing drop.

After Peyton moved to Heaven, I found out he really did sneak out with some friends (that were not old enough to drive).  Yes, he was smart enough to strip down to his boxers and hide his clothing.  I don’t know why I brushed that thought away.  Maybe he needed to get away with something; I don’t know.

There were times when I felt Peyton was only a half a step behind me and gaining ground all the time.  I thank God for the wisdom He gave me to raise a son like Peyton.  It was a challenge and a joy.  There was never a dull moment and I wouldn’t change it for anything.

Peyton and Dusty

Thanks for reading : )


MarshaMarshaMarsha said...

ha! and yikes! i am a horrible liar... i don't think i would've thought to go to such drastic measures to come up with a believable story like that. :) my husband, on the other hand, yup... he would've gone to those lengths.

isn't it funny how even the "bad" stories make you laugh now?

love you, friend.

Jake said...

Boy can I relate to this story, from his point of view. :)
My favorite line: "in the '63." :)

Kelley said...

That's funny! That is a great memory! My brother Blake was like that too!

Jennifer said...

Oh, that's a good one. So funny some of the stories that I am getting from my kids now....I guess they are in their 20s and think they are "safe"...ha! And some stories just need to be left alone!!:)

Shelly said...

Intelligent boy :) Gonna keep that in mind since I've got three coming up. Lord grant me strength!!