Hello,
Tell me how crazy I am. I was up past midnight because I kept thinking about someone abducting my kids through their bedroom windows! Thank god we live in a colonial, with no porch roof or other place a 'bad guy' could lurk. Even still These are the reasons why I worry that that could happen.
1) Windows were open.
2) Angus is no gaurd dog
3) I sleep like my mother (psuedo coma)
4) Ladders everywhere (due to pole barn re-roofing) [G said if he had thought about what I was thinking he would've taken down the ladders and locked in the barn which he will do hence-forth]
5) I keep seeing poor little Shasta on the news, who's family was assasinated so that a CONVICTED PEDOPHILE could abduct and rape her and her brother!
6) Stupid (but pretty) interior doors are too thick to hear through
7) Our door is closed to keep Angus (the no-good gaurd dog) from urinating, deficating or destroying property (other than my expensive comforter) while we sleep.
So, with these thoughts whirling in my head, I checked on them twice b4 midnight, but I'm not as worried about Hal because I have the baby-monitor in there which allows me to hear anything louder than her relaxed sleeping breaths.
What a sad world we live in. And whenever I have the though "I should check on the kids" I have to do it because I've thought of it, and if I don't do it and someone goes missing, I'll never survive with the guilt/sorrow/grief....
Yep, I'm nuts, like every other person who's brought a kid into the world.