We've had some things stolen since we moved here. First was my phone which I dropped on the sidewalk in front of our house. A nice homeless man found it, took it and then when my dad called, charged my dad a $10 ransom for it. We paid the "ransom" and got it back, but I disinfected it before using the phone again.
Then was Matt's bike. He left in a hurry one day and forgot the bike lock. There went a couple hundred dollars.
Next it was my wallet, which I lost last week. We were at the library and I was carrying Nathalie and our library bag, wallet in my hand, when Emily started having a meltdown. I put my wallet in my back pocket, picked Emily up and walked out to the car. Somewhere in the 200ft between the library and the car, my wallet fell out of my pocket. I went to the library the next day and nobody had returned it. So......I've gotten a new checking account, insurance cards, coupons, driver's license, credit and debit cards and temple recommend. But that was $60.
But you know what theft makes me the most mad? Our PUMPKINS! We had two pumpkins--one orange, one green. I was waiting for them both to be orange and I was going to make homemade pumpkin pie and pumpkin bread and yesterday I noticed that they were both gone! That just RANKLES me. UGH!