My Son, the Hero

So a couple days ago, we packed up our stuff and headed back home to Sunset Valley for the holidays.  The intention is to celebrate the holiday there, for the Plumb family reunion. My youngest daughter, Skylar, was excited because she'd never been to Sunset Valley, though she'd probably always heard me and the older kids talk about it.  She and her younger brother, Sawyer, were born in Hidden Springs. 

I have to admit, I'm excited to see my old haunts again, for longer than the couple days I was there signing books.  I'm even more excited to show my kids my old haunts. 

We've decided, while we're there, that we'll stay in our old house.  The one I grew up in. 

The first night we were there, though, and I mean the very first night, something happened that I was very familiar with, from living here.  Apparently the police force hadn't upgraded since I left, lol.

There was an attempted robbery.  I do mean attempted.  The robbery didn't happen, thanks to one person -- AJ.

Here's how it went down.  The sneaky little burglar tried to get in through the front door.  My parents had left the alarm system installed, and the alarm went off.  AJ and I had gotten up at the same time, and we'd surrounded her. 

We looked at each other.  Before I could say anything, he'd wrestled her down to the ground.

After he'd wrestled her down, I held her feet while he continued to pound her.

After a few minutes, she was apprehended, and then had the nerve to complain of a sore back.  Hello, you should have thought of that when you decided to come on to this property.  My son had put his paramilitary training to good use.  When he caught her he gave me a little sly wink.

Needless to say, I was one PROUD mama.

It reminded me of the days when I was footloose and fancy free, when no burglar dared set foot on my parents' property, because I'd kick their butts.  I'm raising or have raised seven kids -- 9 if you count my brother and my nephew.  You think I'd let any harm come to any one of them?? 

I reached over to AJ and gave him a quick hug before he went off.  The police officer that showed up, ironically, was named Sierra, which is the same name as my middle daughter, who along with her sisters were upstairs asleep when all this was going down, lol. 

I watched with satisfaction as Police Officer Sierra led the would-be burglar, Sheila something, away in handcuffs.   AJ even got five hundred simoleans for his heist.  I haven't asked him yet what he's going to do with the money. 

I'd decided, right then and there, we were going to beef up our security by installing a security gate.   We're also hiring an interior decorator to remodel the place but that's for another post. 

I'd also decided that if AJ can handle burglars, he can certainly handle an entitled little princess. 

Junior grew up that night.  He's going to be okay.