Like clock-work, if Greg isn’t home at night, our smoke detector will go off or a window will spontaneously shatter or the kids will begin the first hour of a 24 hour bug.

 
Last night, it was our house alarm being triggered.

 
Oh and when I say “triggered” I mean, BLARING to be heard seventy blocks in every direction.
The girls were all nestled, asleep in their beds in the hopes that Alarm Force would shout and get into their heads.

 
“THIS IS ALARM FORCE! IDENTIFY YOURSELF!” BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP, WEEEEHOOO WEEEHOOO, MEEEEMAW MEEEMAW!” (etc. Etc.)

 
Once we identified ourselves and shut off the noise, I asked the person on the two-way device what set off the alarm. He said clearly, “It was the Ververy Sensor.”

 
“I’m sorry, could you repeat that?”

 
“The Ververy Sensor.”

 
“So, with a ‘V’? I’m just not familiar with the word Ververy.” (but putting it in my back pocket for my next game of Scrabble when I’m stuck with two V’s)

 
I asked where the Ververy sensor was in the house so I could check it and he said, “I don’t know.”

 
Huh.

 
So now we’re all awake and scared and we don’t know why the alarm went off or what a Ververy sensor is or does. Awesome.

 
The next morning (yep I went back to bed) Greg called the alarm company. I think a) he wanted to verify I wasn’t making it up as it seems the weird things that happen are equal to or greater than the number of times he’s away and b) to find out what a Ververy sensor was.

 
Apparently the person who clearly said “Ververy” was saying “Burglary.” In fact, he was saying “Instant Burglary Sensor” so I guess we were burgled.

 
I went to bed.