Home Sweet Home

There has been a series of home robberies in our town lately, and the targeted areas are getting closer and closer to where we live.  The street above us has been hit — 4 homes robbed last weekend.  The street next to us has been hit — 3 homes robbed this weekend.  I keep thinking that our street might be next.  
It seems that the crooks stake out the house and wait until they see the owners leave, then they enter through an open upstairs window.  They get up there by standing on the garbage cans or other large items that are near the balconies.  Then from the balcony they walk to a window to check if it’s open.  Since the weather is warming up, people are leaving their upstairs windows open to let the breeze in.  No one ever thinks to shut the upstairs windows.
So you’d think this would make me scared.  It doesn’t.  It makes me angry.  I feel like pulling a “Home Alone” and booby trapping the place to catch me some bad guys.  Oh, I would SO love to catch some idiots entering my house with the intent to rob us.  I’d love to have some big netting fall onto them, get them all tangled up and helpless, and then let all the kids take some  toy swords, socks filled with soap, sticks, and baseball bats and just whack the heck out of the guys until the police arrive.   We’d throw some eggs and douse them with Silly String just for good measure.   Then the police can haul them away to jail.  The local paper would want to do a story on us, and I’d recount our evening and tell them of our plan to catch the bad guys.  My kids would be in the paper, holding up all their toy swords, Silly String, eggs in hand…and the bad guys’ photo would be there, too, all messed up and looking abused.

Okay, so I probably would never do that.      I’d never put my family in harm’s way, of course.  But still.  It just makes me so angry to think these thugs have the nerve to enter someone else’s house.  Your home is such a sacred place, and I can only imagine how violating it would feel to know that some stranger went  through all your personal items, taking your precious things.  To have your personal space invaded like that must be an awful feeling.
So until theses creeps are caught, we are being very careful to lock all windows and doors, upstairs and down.  I am making sure our house is never dark, that porch lights and balcony lights are left on during the night.  We have an alarm system on our house, so that’s a good thing.  Our dog is a great little watch dog and barks at every sound he hears outside our door, which can be so annoying yet so helpful at the same time.  He will warn us if there’s someone creeping around out there.
I hope the police catch these criminals soon.  I think we are going to watch our DVD of “Home Alone” a few times, though,  just in case we are forced to take matters into our own hands:)

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  1. says

    Katrina, I am following you back from Not So Moody Monday Blog Hop. Thank you so much for the follow! I am sure one day you will make a wonderful Nana (or whatever your family calls grandmothers!LOL). You have such a beautiful family, and I love your blog!

  2. says


    My husband and I talk all the time about if someone were to break into our house, pulling a home alone sounds good to me! :)

    I am following from the blog hop!

    I tried to look for a spot where I could email you but didn’t see one. I hate leaving links but I wanted to invite you to my new social network for bloggers!


    Hope to see you there!

    I am a new follower! :)

  3. says

    It’s terrible to feel like you have to lockdown your home to be safe.

    I love your blog. I have six children. I had yet to meet anyone with more. You win! :)

    Nice to meet you. Thanks for stopping by my blog. I look forward to reading more of yours.

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