May 3, 2010

Sometimes I'm lazy and I re-post old stuff because, like a good book... the story gets better every time you read it.


THAT is what I heard this morning. This morning, when I hadn't yet showered, or combed my hair, or even used the bathroom.

Well, I was working on using the bathroom.

Taylor was down for her morning nap, the other three were engrossed with the television (or so I thought) and I, in my naivety, had the gall to use the bathroom.

I went in, and shut the door.

At which point, three sets of little toes made their escape.

I heard them.

I heard them throw open the front door.

I heard shouts of "Rope Swing!" and "Yay!"

I tried to empty my bladder as fast as I could.

Not two minutes later, I hear an adult voice, calling to me.

I thought maybe it was my neighbor, calling to tell me he's backing out.

But no. That would be too perfect.

It was a police officer.

Because my children, bless their darling souls, saw a police car pull into our cul-de-sac.

And my children, bless their darling souls, ran out to the police car.

And then my children, bless their darling souls, began asking questions.

"What are you doing at my house?"

"Is there a bad guy back there?"

"Can I go on a ride?"

"Can you turn on the lights?"

"Do you have a gun?"

And the police officer, bless her darling soul, saw three unsupervised children, with the front door flung open, and came to investigate.


I called back. "Just a minute." And I flushed the toilet, washed my hands, and made my way towards the voice in my shouldhavebeentossed pajama pants and my washed3daysago hair do.

Our eyes met, the officer's and mine, and she burst out laughing.

"Went to the bathroom, huh?"

I sighed and said, "Yep."

"I just wanted to make sure someone was home. I saw them and the open door and just thought I should check it out," she explained. "Well, you have a good day." and she turned to leave, chuckling all the while.

"Is my mom in trouble?"

"Do you like to swing?"

"Can I have a ride?"

"Do you live at the jail?"

Three inquisitive children continued to pepper her with questions. I called them back, and had them wave good bye to the nice officer.

She got back into her cruiser, rolled down the window to wave good bye, and flashed her lights, just for us.

It was the highlight of our day.


  1. That's awesome! At least she had a sense of humor!

  2. Sounds like you had a WAY better day than me.


  3. that is really funny,

    i had a day when i was talking on the phone and my son 3 lit the garbage on fire by knocking over a candle.

    i said "oh no a fire" and hung up.. on my sister..
    My sister called the fire department..

    oh was i embarrassed..

  4. That was worth re-posting!

  5. I actually remember this post and, no lie, I have thought of it from time to time because it was so funny...and I could totally see it happening to me.

  6. Wade opened the door to my unplanned visiting teacher and I walked past the front door... not knowing that it was OPEN TO A GUEST... BUCK NAKED. thankyou.

  7. For some reason - that made my day. Sorry if you can hear me laughing all the way from pennsylvania right now... :)

  8. You're right- funnier the second time. And just so you know, this is the story I use every time I'm trying to convince my husband that our doors need more (higher and harder to open) locks.

  9. Sheer mortification is what I would have been feeling at that moment. I would laugh eventually but only after many years of counseling =) I'm a firm believer that kids make you go gray.

  10. Thanks! This is really funny. I read it to my husband and he got a good laugh, too.