So on our way home I swung by to pick up some fresh milk at a small mini-mart. Upon reaching the check-out my two little monkeys wandered over to the magazine stand and started rambling about some kids-show publication.
I spotted the latest issue of Time, and tried discretely to hide it behind some other mags.
“Daddee, why did you do that?”
“Doesn’t it scare you?”
“.. A little bit..”
Later I proceeded to tell her that some bad people had done that to her, “Just like those bad people who robbed us last year…”
I am not sure if I should shield her from these images, still. She is after all only turning 6 this November. Little brother Caleb didn’t appear to see that cover; in his little happy-happy-joy-joy world as usual 
Just read about the robbery. Man…that shakes one’s belief system in the concept of security eh? I totally understand how you feel. My apartment was robbed too, a couple of years ago. What was eerie was these ‘flers’ was looking through my photo albums, coz when I got back, the pages were opened… Pretty scary. Worst thing is not knowing how these people looked like. So my sense of security was pretty shaky for a few months after that…walking out in the streets, even just walking to my car (I was livin in an apartment) was pretty scary. Suddenly everyone looked like a suspect, you know?
Wow, looking through your photos.. that’s quite a scary/sickening thought too.
You are right about the “everyone is a suspect” sentiment. These days, every motorbike that passes is a potential perp too