Jake and Kacie's Bake Sale SignIn late July the kids and myself went to spend a week with Nana and Grandpa Ron (my parents). They sold their house so we went to help them pack and put things in storage. It was a busy week but we had a wonderful time visiting family once again. We spent a day with the Gullett's (my dad's side). Grandmother, we sure were sad that you lost your dog Pumpkin while we were there...he was a great pooch! We also spent a day with Murr and Papa (my mom's parents). Murr your fried okra was delicious as always!! The last couple of days we had a garage sale, well sort of. My mom practically was giving everything away. That is one of her character traits that I love...whether she has a lot or little she will give it to someone who may want/need it more than her. It is nice to see a person who is not wrapped up into the "things" of this world!! The kids also had a bake sale and made close to 40.00. They were pretty excited about their profit. And I am thinking they will not be as generous as their Nana.
So...we are travelling back to Kansas hauling our third truckload of wonderful things that my parent's have allowed us to store for them. Mom and Ron, we are enjoying all of the furniture and decor and everything else...thank you for entrusting us with your things! Anyways, we are about 2 miles from the 47th street exit and the ice cream that Kacie did not want to finish spilled. I had it in front of my seat so that it would not do just that. Well apparently while I was wiping up/trying to contain the ice cream with the wet wipes that Jake was handing me, I was swerving a "little" bit. I look in my rear view mirror and I see flashing lights. My first reaction was "oh no!". I knew I was not speeding because I had travelled the speed limit with all of the stuff in the bed of the truck. The officer came to the window and tells me he has been following me for quite awhile. And he noticed some swerving So I had him flash his light to my feet and he knew I was telling a true story about spilling ice cream. And the fact that he did not smell any suspicious odors he decided to just give me a warning. But...he still had to follow protocol and run my driver's license. With me, Jake and the dog in the front seat. And Kacie in just enough space for her to sit in the back he said he would hurry.
The officer comes back to my window and asks if I knew that my driver's license was suspended. WHAT??? Apparently it had been suspended since the end of 2006. If you know the law, you know that at that moment the officer was supposed to arrest me no matter what. Instead he told me to drive perfect home and get things straightened out. Ben says the cop knew it would have been a headache to deal with 2 kids and a dog so he let me go. There is probably some truth to that. The next few miles we were praising God that the situation turned out the way it did. And Kacie responds with, "Mom, do they have little kid handcuffs, you know like for my size?". And Jake began to get worried that the Rose Hill Police were going to come and arrest me. I still have never been arrested, but I can say I ALMOST have been ARRESTED.
By the way it was a paperwork mistake with insurance from a hit and run accident that had occurred to my car.
