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there's been a series of breakins in our neighborhood. my car has been broken into twice, d had his window smashed and gps stolen. neighbors' bikes have been stolen. sheds have been broken into and other things (including groceries) have been taken. so far it hasn't escalated to home invasions or anything violent. we're pretty sure it's teens who live around here. we live in a very safe area. but still. it's creepy to know that someone has rifled through our things.

we're gun owners. we have a shotgun and a rifle. i never thought i'd live in a 'gun' house but alas i do. and i hate to admit it, it makes me feel safe-ish. the guns are unloaded, dismantled and locked up in various places. the kids have held them and we regularly have discussions regarding gun safety. (lorenzo, what do you do if you find a gun and you don't know if it's real or not? "don't touch it. go and get a grownup.") after all this recent activity i'm tempted to by a giant poster for the front window that says: we're gun owners asshole. or, barring that, something that indicates that we're part of the NRA (we aren't). nothing like home security. d's installing an alarm and a camera system. ;)