It Must Run In The Family ...



My daughter's husband left the garage door up when he left for work. Her neighbor across the street called her, but Beth didn't recognize the number so she didn't answer. The neighbor calls again and she still doesn't answer, so the neighbor calls the police. The next thing my daughter knows the police are banging on the door. It totally scared my grandson who is half dressed and had his shirt off, but a Santa hat on and Beth is still in her pj's because she is nursing her baby and hasn't actually got her day off to a start.


The police knock so loud that it scares Isaiah and he starts screaming from the top of his lungs. Beth goes to the door to see what's the matter and the police ask her if she is o.k. She's embarrassed, but glad the neighbor cares. She programed her number in the phone so that it will pop up when she calls - so the lady can check on her and she'll answer.

We laughed about it when she called me. What else can you do?

I had a similar experience a few month's ago. I have the habit of leaving my pajamas on and cleaning before taking my bath. Sometimes, it is up into the morning before I bath. Especially, if I am going to be leaving for the day. One morning, I got a loud bang on my front door. I was shocked to see that it was two sheriff detectives who were asking questions about someone that had lived in the neighborhood. Hopefully, from experience, they know that everyone doesn't keep the same schedule.

Maybe the old saying,... that the apple doesn't fall far from the tree, applies!

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