Jail

So not my usual fun post about the kids today. I'm still pretty freaked out by what happened this morning...

I was holding Blake on the couch in the living room & Campbell was playing nearby. And I look up to see this BIG dude peeking in the front window and then walk away down the sidewalk. Against my better judgment, I opened the door (I left the screen door locked - like that would have really stopped him or something?!?!...but my rationale was that well he wouldn't do anything to someone holding a baby - dumb I know). I asked him if I could help him. He says, "Oh, I thought this house was for sale" and I said "No." Then he said, "How much are these selling for so I said, "Well the house down the street has a for sale sign with a number you can call to find out if you wanted". Then he said "Ok, thanks Hun." As I was talking to him, he was touching the plants along the sidewalk, which was kind of weird. But he was very friendly and neatly dressed in shorts and a bright orange t-shirt...looked middle age & normal - whatever that means.

I called Gabe right away and then after getting off the phone I just didn't feel right about the situation, so I called to police. The police came and I told him what happened, gave a description, and I told where I saw the guy walking after he left. The police officer said I did the right thing by calling because they would rather people call and it be nothing, than not call and it really was something.

A while later, the policy officer called & said they stopped the guy who matched the description AND ARRESTED HIM BECAUSE HE HAD AN OUTSTANDING WARRANT AND NOW HE IS IN JAIL!!! The suspect had a little bit different dress and sunglasses on vs glasses that he had on when I saw him, but the suspect said he had just changed clothes.

I'm freaking out about this....especially since last summer there was an armed (by knife) robbery a couple houses down from us. I guess we need to start turning on our security system again. I had kind of forgotten about that & put it in the back of my mind, but now I have to be all worried again.

I guess the lesson learned from this....other than I shouldn't have answered the door and talked to the guy...is that you should trust your gut. When something doesn't feel right, it probably isn't.