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Since all of our boxes arrived in the beginning of June there have been three things that we have been looking for; at times with great zeal. Before heading to the beach in the middle of June we tore open every box looking for a favorite hat of James' and the Bocce set and then in late July we searched the house top to bottom for a bunch of gift bags that we knew we had saved. We went so far as to try to tell family members that they must have these things. Well, we apologize for all false accusations. Last night I asked James to move some boxes that have sat in the corner of the living room since move in day and we realized that we had never opened the bottom box. In it we found the gift bags, the hat, and bocce set along with James' GPS and many other much loved and missed items. To bad back in June we purchased a replacement Bocce set and a replacement hat.

On another note thanks to me, last night we got to meet two of our local police officers. At 4:30am I woke up to the noise of the floor squeaking, a light turning off, Emma starting to cry and what I thought was a male voice saying something. After a time of being frightened standing in our bedroom with a gun just waiting for the police to come, they came searched the house and found nothing. I fear that I have cried wolf but I really did hear all of those things. What we think really happened is that the door from the garage to the kitchen was not shut all the way and the dog and the cat let themselves in and had a lot of fun messing with us... they still doesn't explain the voice or the light (though James' comment after it all was "maybe our animals talk when we aren't around"). I have to say it shook us both up a bit and I am ready to install a security system again. James is probably ready to make me sleep with earplugs in.