Exploring the future through the present. One day at a time. |
I suppose I should get used to this: I'm not much of a housekeeper. In short, I'm a slob. Mommyhood hasn't helped clean my house any. To my surprise, though, I vacuumed the living room yesterday! My dog is in shed mode, so I pretty much had to. My pants, and everything else was getting nearly as hairy as my dog. If you come to my house, do not wear black! Still, even with my house in disarray, I don't lose things very often. There is one exception of late. I bought four of these things, because they're so handy. Plus, I figured they were small enough I'd misplace one once in a while, and at least have one back up in an emergency. So why do I keep losing all four Nukies (aka pacifiers) in a day? After much searching (as a baby is screaming in my ear), I manage to find one or two, but rarely all at once. They end up in the strangest places: the dryer, my coat pocket, in between the couch cushions, or sitting by the kitchen sink. It's a mystery, these disappearing and reappearing Nukies. I know what you parents are thinking: Just wait until the little one gets to crawling and walking. I'll be consistently surprised where he'll hide whatever he can get his slobbery fingers on. |