Merry Christmas

Dear editor:
I’d like to address this letter to the person(s) who, in the wee hours of Sunday morning (between 1 a.m. and 6 a.m.), decided it would be fun to steal Christmas decorations.
You may have thought you were stealing from just the homeowner and it was no big deal to you. You were having a great time, right? Wrong! You picked a house where a three-and-a-half year old little boy lived, who just happened to love his six-foot Christmas penguin.
Now you really had to work hard at getting this penguin off my deck as it was tied up pretty good, I thought.
When my grandson woke up Sunday morning, the first thing he did was notice that his penguin was missing. You see, this is something he enjoyed each morning—looking at his penguin and snowman.
Now how do yo explain to a little boy that young that there are people who do bad things and that all strangers are not bad. He kept asking me throughout the day why the bad people came to our house.
It made him very sad and scared, so we kept giving him hugs to make him feel safe.
I can replace what was stolen, but you need to know what you did really hurt a small child in more ways than you will ever know. Do you care? Probably not, but I thought you should at least hear from the victim of your fun night out on the town.
At the end of the day, my grandson told me that Santa doesn’t give presents to people who steal penguins.
Have a Merry Christmas.
(Signed),
Sheila McMahon