The exact time of death is unknown at this time.
I have a story that may make any of you who are struggling with your parenting feel a little bit better: Pre-pubescent people on the loose! Who knows what they'll find!
A couple of weeks ago a friend and I went down to a local coffee shop with our kids to grab a bite to eat and visit. Silas and his friend got antsy after they finished their cocoa, so they played darts for a bit on the board that’s set up in the back of the coffee shop. That lost its novelty after about 15 minutes, so Silas asked if they could go walk around downtown. We live in a teeny tiny very kid friendly town and now that Silas is 10 1/2, I let him go pretty free range the majority of the time (which isn't a ton since he is frankly a bit of a homebody). The main drag of our town is only 2 blocks wide and about 6 or 7 blocks long (the coffee shop was near the middle of the loop). There are piers and beaches and a park and just general fun stuff for them to explore.
We said sure and they went out on their adventure and came back pink and rosy and smiling about 15 or 20 minutes later. They loved the independence and we loved being able to finish our tea at our own pace. When they got back we were ready to head out and do other things.
We're back at home that evening and Seth checks the PT Leader website, as he often does… turns out that just a few hours after they were out and about, less than 3 blocks away from where they went to the wharf, a decomposed body was found. I cannot decide if this is horrifying or slightly amusing... or both. I think it’s a little bit of both. We almost had a Stand By Me situation on our hands. So I humbly bestow upon all of you well-meaning parents out there the Parent of the Year Award for at least not sending your kid down to the beach to stumble upon corpses.
The end.
