We were warned. Many times. But I never thought someone would have the audacity to steal a phone out of my front pocket while I held my child up to see the hippo at the zoo.
There were so many people. I have no idea who took it. Derek was even watching Owen and me looking at the hippo, and he didn't notice a thing.
I'm so upset. Beyond upset. I'm angry. And I feel completely exposed. Some creeper out there can read my emails, see pictures of my children, and pretty much has a window into my entire life. I, of course, used the the "Find my iPhone" app and put my phone in "Lost" mode. As soon as someone tries to use wifi, I'll know about it. And I changed all my passwords. All of them. Even silly things... like Pinterest. So I know I'm covered. But it doesn't make me feel any better.
If it doesn't connect to wifi by tonight, I'll wipe the thing.
I know it's just a "thing" and completely replaceable, but it feels like a part of me was taken.
We were told to go to the police station to make a report. We did. The nanny had to come to translate for us. Poor lady. We insisted she take the day off tomorrow to make up for bothering her on a Sunday, but she refused. She is an incredible person.
Needless to say, I am having a rough day. I'd have posted pictures from our trip to the Saigon Zoo and Botanical Gardens today, but I can't. All the pictures were on my phone. They were good too. And I doubt we will go back there any time soon.
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