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A ticket for Christmas?

Today was to be a normal Wednesday.

School in the morning, clean house in the afternoon, church in the evening.

Not today.

A friend came by this morning to deliver some much needed love and support. Because of that school was not what it was supposed to be, but just school none the less.

The kids then had hair appointments. All three of the boys decided to get their hair cut like Stephens. Which is much shorter than what they normally wear, but much easier to fix. I'm super excited about their choice! Anna also got her hair trimmed. She really wants long hair, but because she is mine she cannot wear long hair and still look beautiful, so we cut it a bit.

Then, I was on my way to mail a card at the post office. I had pulled over in some parking spaces and was addressing the card and the kids said "the police are behind you!" And sure enough my friend (literally, thank heavens!) the police man was behind me with lights flashing. I opened my door, stuck my head out and looked at him as he was radioing my license plate in. He says I ran a stop sign. I don't know if I did or not, I know I slowed down, but the more I think about it I probably did run it. He stopped me not knowing it was me. We had a good laugh about it, and I learned my lesson-Stop at Stop Signs!!!

My heart skipped a beat when I saw those lights flashing. I just hate getting in trouble. Don't you?


Julie

Comments

Anonymous said…
No matter WHAT age we are, we STILL hate getting in trouble! Thank heavens you have friends in high places!!!

Love you lots... and Merry Christmas!

YFA
TBEO
kathy said…
did you get a ticket or a warning? why don't you call your mother and tell her these things?
Kelley said…
Oh I hate getting in trouble!

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