Annoyed and disappointed. But not angry.

If you haven't already heard, the Peterson clan has been robbed. We were at a friends house when a couple of punk kids carried away with a few big ticket items, (our last working tv, Ipod and docking station, and my camera). It wasn't a total clean out, they considered my laptop but left it behind (even though it was easily worth more than what they did take). They played with Jory's fancy motorcycle jack in the garage, but ignored the Harley and my dad's BMW. There were several big ticket items that were out in the open that they walked right past. We have to chuckle about how they took the time to search for things in certain rooms, but ignored obvious things in other rooms.
In light of our current financial difficulties, and the already mounting stress due to our adoption issues, what can I say in a moment like this? How do you tell your kids their piggy banks were stolen? With grace and dignity. We do not define ourselves by our posessions. The Peterson family defines themselves by their obedience to God. We've said it before, we'll say it again. We are not victims, we are fighters. And it's going to take more than this to knock us down.
But I hope those kids liked their 7:00 wake up call to K-LOVE when the alarm clock on my Ipod went off this morning (which it does whether it has power or not) and watch out for that camera, it was on it's last leg 10,000 pictures ago. Oh, and don't get me started on that tv. To say it's a lemon is an understatement.

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