Natalie takes things--puzzle pieces, magnets, toys, toothbrushes, etc.--and hides them. It's her nature. She's taken my iPod from my bedside cradle before, but I've always found it. Not this time.
Where is it? Flushed down a toilet? Thrown in a garbage?
I keep asking Natalie, 3 years old, "Where's my iPad?" and she looks at me with a puzzled expression. I then looked in every room. Frustrated, I picked Natalie up near the empty cradle and said, "Where is it? Come on. You're old enough to take it. Aren't you old enough to tell me where you took it?"
Where in the hell is it? Come on, girl. Old enough to wreak havoc. But not old enough to take the witness stand.
Meanwhile Julia is on the potty, her third week of training.
I want to let go but I can't. Where in the hell is that thing?
An hour later I remembered: I put it in the kitchen cradle this morning because the girls wanted to hear Gigglebellies. More evidence that parenting is driving me nuts.
Are you sure she hid it? I can't tell you how many times I blamed one of my family members for a lost item and then it turned out I had misplaced it. I don't know why it took me so long not to jump to conclusions, but it did.
On a different note, the Japanese exchange rate right now prices the Sumo at $465 via Higuchi-inc. What a price.
Posted by: jonnybardo | April 12, 2013 at 11:21 AM
Indeed, I misplaced it, putting the pod in the kitchen cradle this morning. I don't just feel stupid. I am.
Posted by: herculodge | April 12, 2013 at 12:11 PM
Just 15 more years to go, hang in there.
Posted by: Ed S | April 12, 2013 at 12:58 PM
Old joke: Insanity is hereditary: you get it from your kids.
Posted by: Bill Bush | April 13, 2013 at 05:34 AM