Whenever Spencer Leaves...

The police somehow end up in my neighborhood. When he went to ODS a few summers ago, one of my neighbors was arrested (he was home the next day, so we're pretending like it was for something minor). Two weeks ago, the cops were here again. Here's how it happened this time...

A few weeks before Spencer left for his annual dental service trip in the Dominican Republic, he ordered several things online. The first was some BYU shirts. He checked the online tracking religiously, and then one evening he noticed it said "delivered" even though we never got a package on our doorstep. We thought it was a mistake, but the FedEx driver said he left it in our entryway by our boots. We called the BYU Bookstore, and they said they'd send a new shipment. Problem solved.

The next order was a few filters for our vacuum. We weren't really keeping track of them, but my neighbor brought them to us one day. The box had been opened, and she found it in the snow in her front yard. Weird.

The third shipment was books from Borders. Spencer was in the DR when they were delivered, and Sydney and I had been at my parents' house for the weekend. When we got home, there was an empty box at the end of our driveway. Sure enough, it was Spencer's books... but they had been stolen.

Fast forward about a week. I was coming home from a baby shower (the day before Spencer was due to come home), and I passed a few cop cars on the back roads near my street. I pulled onto my road, only to see a police car parked right in front of MY HOUSE. When I parked and got out of the car, the officer came over to me and asked my for my ID. Turns out my neighbors little girl was playing in their yard, and a teenager walked up to our house and peeked in the entry way. She went and told her mom, who ran to the door and saw the kid walking down the street. She yelled, "We see you! We know what you did!!" and he turned and looked at her and then kept walking. Her husband came from the back room of their house to ask her what was going on, and then he went running after the kid. I guess when my neighbor rounded the corner, the kid was running down a side street. Yada yada yada, the cops were called, the kid was arrested, and my neighbor ID-ed him. I had to write a police statement and everything!

Thankfully, we're safe. At least until the next time Spencer leaves....