So me and the boys went for a nice day trip to Victoria today. We went to Beacon Hill Park for a picnic and to visit the petting zoo. We even fed the seagulls pizza crusts from out of the car window.
After our time at the park we planned to go for a swim at the Juan de Fuca Rec Center. When we finally got to the pool in Colwood we realized that our backpack, with all the swimming stuff in it, had been taken from the car while we were at Beacon Hill park. I only noticed the busted door lock when we got to the pool.We went back to Beacon Hill Park hoping the thief would have tossed the bag into the bushes when he realized there were only shorts and towels in it. As we drove back to where we were in the park we met a lady who just came to her car and found her passenger side window smashed with her orange purse stolen. While she called the cops me and the boys went searching around the park. Ezra and Samuel were carrying big sticks in case we came across the culprit.
Sure enough after a little searching we found her purse and our bag under some shrubs! The lady was thrilled as the thief didn't take any of her cards. We were happy because we could still go swimming. I realized later that he also took my CLIE (that little computer thingy of mine).
Sure enough after a little searching we found her purse and our bag under some shrubs! The lady was thrilled as the thief didn't take any of her cards. We were happy because we could still go swimming. I realized later that he also took my CLIE (that little computer thingy of mine).
If you look real closely at the top picture you'll see a guy sitting on the rocks in the distance. My hunch is that he is the thief. He was watching us real closely while we ate lunch and we found the stuff just behind the rocks where he was sitting. Oh, if only Colin had been there.
Sorry to hear about this, Darren. I remember when our house was broken into years ago when Emma was about five and Aalysia was about six - that was all that they spoke about for days later. We remember Emma wearing an old jacket of my Dad's from the "dress-up" box, that came down to her ankles with the sleeves rolled up about four times as we ventured out the back field and through the fence into Mrs. VanderLee's yard. She had gotten broken into the same time and we thought that the burglars might have dropped something on the ground between our two places. Emma had her glasses on with this big jacket and her rubber boots. She looked like Sherlock Holmes. Every so often she would look up and ask "Has anyone found any evidence yet?" It was so funny! This certainly brought a good memory to a bad situation. It was also the time that you and Treena had just gotten married and we had Treena's Grandma's purse in our car that we had brought back to B.C. with us. I don't know if you remember this, but that purse became part of the fingerprinting evidence to our house break in. Wow - memories! I hope your boys don't become overwhelmed by this experience.
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