Every once in a while, our family has a ridiculously busy day. On those days, my hubby and I only see each other for a total of 3 minutes. Enough time to exchange children, a quick kiss, and the two most important pieces of information the other must know. That oftentimes leaves me to be detective. I must look at the clues to figure out what happened and what I need to do about it, if anything.
In the past few days, I have had to put my detective skills into action. I have found:
I also found:
The next morning, I go to get the two year old out of bed and find this:
Why is he using a beach towel for a blanket? I can only guess that when hubby changed the messy sheets, he couldn't find the blankets. Found the sheets, but not the blankets. Need to show him where they are. (Mind you, I don't have some crazy organizational system. The blankets are right next to the sheets in the closet. Don't know how he missed them.)
Sometimes, as I know all moms with multiple children must, I need to figure out what happened, but also who did it.
The other day, I found this:
I find it quite ironic that with the birth of each child, I lost more brain cells but also gained more mysteries that require the use of extra brain power.
Have a lovely, mystery-free day!