I know I'm very late in blogging today. I have an excuse. I was sleeping.
Here's why. At 4am this morning, we got a knock on the door. If you read the title to this post, you know who it was: the police. Turns out that someone tried to break into the house next door. The police saw that the screen was off on our back window and worried that we might have an unexpected guest. We let them in, they poked around in closets, and when they felt we were safe, they left.
Neither Mark nor I had the guts to tell the kind policeman that Mark had taken the screen off the day before when he forgot his key and needed into the house.
Kind of freaky, though. I'm keeping all the windows locked and booby trapped now.
I didn't get any writing done today.
On another note, baby Asher has started giving very excited kisses. He hasn't quite gotten the 'closed mouth pucker' down yet, so he opens his mouth in this puckered 'oh' and gives kisses. So cute though. He's so happy about giving them. What can be sweeter than a slobbery baby kiss?