I had been looking forward to Friday evening for a few days. The girls were at a youth conference all weekend and Paul and Sam had gone hunting, so it was just going to be Emma, Ben and I. Ben wanted to do something special because he couldn't go hunting, so we went to Chick a lay and then to Walmart to buy candy. I was planning on letting the kids watch a few cartoons while I sewed and then I was going to put them to bed so I could finish sewing.
I was getting my sewing stuff ready when I heard Ben. "MOM! LOOK WHAT EMMA DID!" I knew immediately it was not going to be good, and it wasn't.