Lock and Key

So one of my kids stole from me. A Lot. As in stole a box of crayons, a box of cereal bars, pencils from my closet, glitter, candy from my desk, erasers, books from our class library, etc... And that is just what I know about. It is a very invasive feeling to have the knowledge that someone has been going through your stuff. So I now have a lock on my desk which is locked all the time, a lock on my closet which is locked all the time, and I now am going to lock my door whenever I am not in it. It is a giant pain in the ass, but at least I know someone isn't riffling through my purse. Our future is sooo screwed!