Holy friggin crap...
I know something is wrong, i get up and start going downstairs
i make it to the first landing .. i see my front door wide open !
As quietly as i can i go wake my wife up and tell her to call the cops
if she hears anything bad when i go down downstairs...
She did not bring her phone up with her ( unusual )
So i grab the glock, and try to sneak down the steps
as quietly as possible ... the whole time remembering
just 4 years ago our house was cleaned out in a robbery
and so i went from kinda scared at the top of the steps
to being pretty pissed off by the time i got to the bottom
I was also wondering if i actually had what it took to shoot some one
I am literally sneaking from room to room in my own house
I don't see anybody, nothing appears to be messed up / missing
completely wondering WTF...
So i goto the front door, peek outside , i hear noise but i cant
see anything, so i flip the switch to turn on the front flood lites
and in my front yard was my >>> THREE YEAR OLD SON <<<
I think that is the closest i have ever come to literally crapping my pants
I went out that door "ready"
my kids out side looking for his slinky... holy crap ...
He made it past the baby proof doorknob in his bedroom
down a flight of stairs, a deadbolt and bottom lock.
at 4 A.M
its two hours later, i am still frigging shaking
"It's easier to fool people than to convince them that they have been fooled. -- Mark Twain
― George Carlin
Sal
When the Roads and Paths end, learn to guide yourself through the wilderness
Beyond the Path
Sal
When the Roads and Paths end, learn to guide yourself through the wilderness
Beyond the Path
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