Sure we look innocent on the outside:
Clean-cut, roadschooling family of nine touring the country on a Christian music mission.
But we hold a deep, dark secret.
sometimes we set off church alarms.
And then this happens:
I love this picture of parishioner and former staff minister Dave, pointing and laughing at Steve. “He did it, Officer! Take him away!” And Elijah, “Don’t take my daddy! He buys me store cookies.”
And Dave again: “You’re on your own, Buddy. You got yourself into this mess, you get yourself out! I’m outta here.”
And, of course, Steve talking himself out. He can talk himself out of anything…except out of trouble with his wife. Chuckle chuckle.
The first thing Christy did when the cops showed up was RUN…
…to get a camera.
Nice. Thanks for the support, Babe!
She would have taken more pictures, but the lady in the second police car looked particularly intimidating. Maybe she didn’t appreciate Christy’s singing the theme song to The Dukes of Hazard in the background:
“Someday the mountains might get ’em but the law never willlllll!”
Truthfully, parishioner Dave was a good sport about it all, and rushed right over when we called him, because of course, when we set off church alarms, it is a prerequisite that the pastor is in the shower and therefore unreachable.
Annnnnnd, about 15 minutes after this, we ran a red light. But about three seconds after that, we left our life of crime.
It’s all good now. It’s all good.