Mother of the Year

I'm watching my parents' house and dog while they're on vacation. Easy enough. Last night my mom called to ask if I would go check on the house. Apparently Brinks had just called her because their security alarm had gone off and they asked her if she wanted to send the police over to check things out. No, no, says mom. Lets not waste police forces on that. I'll just send my young daughter over instead. What happened to my overprotective mother? (For those wondering, the dog had bumped a door ajar. And a huge thank you to Pat and Tom who fearlessly searched the premises with me!)