Robbed

We've had a difficult couple of days. Our house was broken into while we were at a doctor's appointment on Thursday morning. We went to see the baby, who is now 13 weeks, and thankfully, s/he (she or he) is doing well, very healthy and active. But while we were gone, someone got in through our slider in the backyard, which unfortunately was unlocked and cracked for the swamp cooler. They took both of our laptops, our modem, and our newly purchased portable DVD player. Thankfully, we are unhurt, and it didn't happen while we were home, and we are insured. It still has us a bit shaken up.

When Abby saw how troubled I was about the whole thing (having just discovered it when we returned), she said, "It's okay, Mama. I'll help you find it." So I had to explain to her what "stolen" meant. Later on, when we were getting her ready for her nap, we couldn't find her blankie. She gasped and turned to me, hand over her mouth, "It was stole'd, Mama. Somebody stole'd my blankie." :) Thankfully, her blankie was safe and sound in the toybox.

At dinner that evening, she explained to everyone about how our house was broken. ;)