...missing toys
Where do they go?
I mentally catalogue every toy that comes into the house*...we clean up once or twice a day, and put everything back into its correct place.
When something goes missing my head explodes.
After lunch we picked up the blocks. Where is the last one?? It is always just one, you know? Where in the world could it be? Not on the floor, or under the appliances, chairs, under the newspapers, not in the dining room, not in any cupboard, not in the trash (garbage picker, I checked no less than three times), not on the counters, not in the hall closet, not in the powder room...NOT IN ANY OF THE SHOES. Not with the mittens, not in the bottom of the stroller, not on the living room floor. COME ON...I mean, they were all here this morning. Just a few hours ago the set was complete. What could have happened to it?
umm..well, there is a one year old and a three year old in the house...so just about ANYTHING could have happened to it!
I finally gave up looking, but I can't stop thinking about it. I told myself it will show up, and I am trying to let it go...but, it's soo hard. It's like admitting defeat.
*Crazy
Update: 2:45pm We found it! It's nice to have my temporary insanity documented!
