Going to jail

 Several times in the last month, Lucas has asked what jail is like. Horrible, terrible, worst place of your life. You get to take nothing with you. Not even my toys? Not even your toys.
Not even my clothes? Not even your clothes and in AZ, they make you wear pink underwear.

So luckily to satisfy their curiosity, our ward was going on a tour of the local police station. Happens to be the one our hometeacher works at - he works nights though.

 In front of a holding cell the size of a bathroom with only a bench. The cop giving the tour said - I'd look and take picture in front of it, but I would definitely NOT go inside......just imagine all the filth in there.....ew! I practically had to bribe them to stand there - jail was not cool. (especially with the dying cockroach on the floor)

 Climbing through the back of a police SUV - she did clean it before the kids went through, but suggested we use hand sanitizer again. Only way to ride in a police car is in the back - either as a felon or if your car breaks down. Just depends on if you need to be handcuffed or not.

 Lea, Abbey and Morghan - the seats were plastic - easy clean up. Again.ew.

 sweet seats!

 She turned the lights on - the siren came on in  few minutes - everyone had their ears covered.

These next two pictures crack me up - there was not a single cop in the station and she wanted to find some to take pictures with. (It was lunch time) These cops came walking in with some detectives and you could tell they were looking for another entrance - seeing 30 kids will do that to you..... But they were good sports and came to take pictures and hand out Jr. Police Officer badges.

  Lucas & Officer Byrd

Abbey and Officer Johnson (Lea refused to have her picture taken with them)