Life in the hood...

So, Logan and I were on our way home from school today with Corban in the back seat. We had turned off of Longmore onto 7th and as we approached Ash from the east we saw two police cars parked on the western side of Ash. I thought that interesting, two cop cars in your neighborhood is odd enough, but the house they were in front of wasn't one that I would ever suspect anything of. Well, that's because they weren't there for that house, they were there along with TWO MORE police cars that were parked on the east side of the street (blocked by a house from our view until we turned onto Ash) for the house that has our new neighbors. We headed toward our house and saw the police gathered by the garage with bullet proof vests on peering around the corner at the house to assess the situation. Once in our driveway, we opened our car door just in time to hear, "*SO-AND-SO!! THIS IS THE POLICE!!! COME OUT WITH YOUR HANDS UP!!" To which we said, "Corban, get back in your carseat, we're going to Grandma's!"

We went the opposite way of the "situation" only to see most of our neighbors outside on their sidewalks and yards in lawnchairs getting front row seats to the whole ordeal.

We don't really know what happened. We assume it was a domestic issue because a lady was standing talking to the police. We came back a few hours later and there were people standing at the front door of the house, but all the police were gone.

The funny thing is, if someone had told us, "There's a bunch of police cars at a house in your neighborhood," I totally would've guessed the drug dealers across the street... they're the ones the police have been staking out for the past few months. But hey, who knew?!