I showered, dressed, made the bed and headed for my kids’ bedrooms. As I do every weekday morning, I helped my 3 year-old get into her school clothes. After dressing my 2 year-old as well, we went downstairs for breakfast. I saw them off and headed to my office to start my work day.
Like I said, it was a typical day. Everything proceeded normally until that night, as we prepared for bed. I went to my daughter’s dresser to get her changed. The pair of pajamas she’d worn the night before, her “Daddy’s Princess” green footy ones with the white polka dots, was missing….