Saturday, September 05, 2009
Back in June when the babies had their surgery, Scott didn't have such a great morning. He wouldn't even let me talk about for awhile, but now that we're two months or more past it, its time to tell the now-funny story.
I brought the babies in for their pre-surgery appointment at the hospital while Scott took Emily to soccer camp, and then dropped her off at our friend Lori's. After he dropped her at Lori's, I got a call from Lori and she asked me if Scott got a speeding ticket. I didn't know what she was talking about, but apparently Emily mentioned that Daddy got pulled by the police man.
So I called Scott, who in fact had been pulled over and received a speeding ticket. He was NOT happy. I asked Scott if he mentioned to the police officer that he was on his way to the HOSPITAL where his TWO MONTH OLD TWINS were having SURGERY!?! Surely mentioning this would make the cop see that Scott really needed a break. Um, no. It didn't. Scott got the ticket anyway. Oh well.
Now I must mention that I have been pulled over exactly fifteen times. Three of those time were in the same week! However, I've never received a ticket. I've gotten two written warnings, but never a ticket. I'm asking for one, I know.
So anyhow, here is a picture of Emily when she played dress-up to show me how the cop looked and talked. Too funny!