Pulling in to our local Ross parking lot yesterday proved more exciting than I thought it was going to be.
I hear an excited scream from the backseat as my son sees not one or two but six cop cars and a motorcycle cop lights blazing.
Basically, all the cops in our town are in this parking lot.
Feel free to rob the local banks, everyone!
Where is my mask when I need it??
We proceeded to stand there for the next hour...
Gavin kept asking why they were taking the bad man to jail.
I kept saying he must have been bad.
Then at one point he says:
"He must not have listened to his mommy!"
and then he hugged me really tight and said:
"I promise I'll listen to you from now on!!"
Somehow this bad man being arrested worked out in my favor!
As soon as the tow truck pulled the car away we were finally allowed to leave.
All night, Gavin was a police officer and I found myself in handcuffs going to his pretend jail (the dark closet) numerous times...
Luckily, I love my closet:)