Interesting day, interesting day.
Everyone piled in the car for the trip to Wilmington, when we got there, the Dr.'s lot was full, and we had to go down the street to park and walk up. Unloaded all three kids, chucked two in the stroller and had the oldest hold mom's hand. As we leave the parking lot on foot, a Wilmington police cruiser passes, slows abruptly, and then takes off around the block. Before he could return, we were in the Dr.'s office and getting seen. Walking down the street, I spot the patrol car from earlier sitting in the parking lot
. I groaned so audibly that my daughter started asking me "what's wrong" about a million times. Without even acknowledging the patrol car's presence, I precede to load my kids back in the car. As I'm doing this, he creeps slowly out of the lot and takes off. I felt intimidated, even though I had no contact with the officer. I'm surprised he didn't come out and confront me. Obviously someone leashed him or he had bigger fish to fry. Other than that, the rest of the day's errands were uneventful.