Nine-year-old
Connor Ousler sat on top of the kitchen counter. He shouldn't have been
up there, nor should he have been snacking on a chocolate chip cookie
but he was doing that as well. It was later in the day, a Friday
afternoon, and the family was getting ready to head out. Their parents
were going to have a date night at a local restaurant while Connor and
his brothers, nine-year-old Carter (Connor's twin) and seven-year-old
Niles, were going to be dropped off at a babysitter's house where they
were going to spend the night.
Another family that was friends with theirs usually watched the boys for
their parents when the two were busy working or needed a date night. It
was usually a few hours and sometimes, like tonight, they would spend
the night. That was rare and only when they had plans to try for their
next child. The babysitter understood and happily would have the boys
over for even a full weekend at a time. The sitter, Hank Anderson liked
kids. Hank and his wife Molly didn't have any kids of their own yet, but
a family of their own was their dream. Things hadn't worked out yet,
and perhaps they should have tried harder than a few nights of fooling
around, but maybe one day they would have kids of their own running
around. But until then they enjoyed the ruckus the Oursler kids bought
to their home.