Police - Open Up!

At 2 a.m. this morning I was awakened by a knock at the door. I rolled over and told Matt to go get it. He was out of it and just shrugged so I jumped out of bed just as the door bell began ringing. I knew it was the "law" based on the fact I could see the spot light shining VERY brightly through the front windows of the formal living room. The whole time my heart is about to jump out of my chest. My first thought was that Wyatt left the house, he has tendency to be very sneaky about trying to leave but he would have go past our bedroom door so surely I would have known if he left, right? I got to door as the policeman was walking off. He never really said, "Police, open up!", I just thought that was a catchy title. Anyhow he sees me and tells me that the garage door is open. What? He tried to get dispatch to call but they couldn't get a number on us. So thanks, I think. Thanks because I wouldn't want anyone to steal our stuff but we live in a nice area and that doesn't normally happen around here. But no thanks for the heart pounding the knocking and bell ringing caused me. I was so shook up that I couldn't get back to sleep. I have that problem when the phone rings late at night also, I always assume the worst. I checked on the kids, to verify their whereabouts just in case, and to love on them.