We were robbed!!!!

I am freaking out right now, and have too much adrenaline surging through my body to go to sleep. We were robbed tonight! :o( Although there wasn't much of value stolen, I still feel so violated and frustrated! We were spending the evening watching the football game with my parents and didn't go home until late. I am so thankful we weren't there and that we are all ok. I think we will all be pretty tired tomorrow though. Our poor kids were so stimulated and neither wanted to go back to sleep. (We decided to stay at my parent's house tonight.) Gosh, I am just sitting here not even sure what to say. My mind is a jumbled mess. They broke the front door down and left out our back door. They focused on our bedroom, and must have been spooked, because all of our electronics in the living room were still there. I thank God that our video camera was still there because there is precious footage of the kids on there. The most expensive thing they took was Bryan's Ipod and the docking station/alarm clock. Our room was totally destroyed as they ransacked our drawers, boxes, and even pulled our mattress off. My guess was that they were looking for money, jewelry, and drugs. We found a jewelry box on the side of the house with a few things gone, but nothing of major value was taken. I am totally weirded out though, because as we left the house this evening, I actually went back in because I had forgotten to put on my wedding ring, and as we left I had this weird feeling that I needed to shut the blinds in case someone was looking to rob us. How crazy is that???

Ugh, I just feel sick. I don't understand how anyone can feel privileged to other people's stuff. Again, I am just very thankful that my family is ok. We hung out in the driveway while we waited for the police and my parent's to come. The kids were so good as we were waiting for the cops to search the house. Kade entertained MK and they were laughing about who knows what! The cops were very nice and really took their time to write things down. They even took Bryan's jewelry box to dust for fingerprints. I doubt anything comes from it, but it just makes me feel better that someone cared. They even said I could take pictures. (I explained that I was addicted to scrapbooking and blogging.) I keep re-living everything in my mind and wish I could stop. I just remember hearing Bryan say, "Someone is in our house," and my blood ran cold. I screamed at him to get in the car (we hadn't gotten the kids out yet, because we both had a bad feeling), and to get us out of there. I'm thinking sleep is out of the question for awhile, but I better try anyway. I have another Dr.'s appt. tomorrow morning since I am still not feeling well. I will post some of the pictures so y'all can see the mess they made.

The kids being so good while waiting!


Look at this mess!


They broke in even with it dead-bolted.


The frame is pretty damaged.


More mess!