Well, it's been almost a month since the burglary and it's time to be MERRY. Island Boy still says, "Someone broke my house". We're all still processing and dealing with the monumental task of filing an insurance claim that represents such a paltry token of compensation for what was lost, but we're getting there.
Island Boy helped us pick out a Christmas tree and it's finally starting to feel like the holidays. It was fun to hear Island Boy's joy when he got home from school and said, "My Christmas tree is still here!" and we got a laugh when he let us know exactly how he felt about the slightly larger television that replaced our stolen one. "I want the smaller one, Daddy! I want my TV, Daddy." Yes, we do, too.