late-night visit from prowlers?

All was quiet...it was late, past 10:30. The kids had been in bed for hours and I was just finishing up some study-time on the computer...

Who are we kidding? I was likely chatting, blogging, youtubing, or otherwise surfing the net.

As I mentioned, all was quiet.

Until it wasn't.

I heard a noise in the kitchen. Someone was prowling around in there.

Being that my hubby works 24-hour shifts, sudden and surprising noises at night really startle me when I'm alone.

So I had an inner dialogue. Do I go out and check and risk getting shot by a prowler? Or do I just let the burglar take what he wants and hope that he ignores my sleeping children's bedrooms?

I took the chance, figuring 'if it's my time to go, it's my time.' I opened up my door slowly and walked out into the hall and towards the living room.

This is what I found.

My kids had been up and around, positioning their favorite stuffed animals in front of the tree. The animals were covered in a nice warm red blanket, decorated with ornaments from the tree, and had their Christmas list nearby, ready for Santa.



I guess I won't call the cops on the intruders...this time.