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text/markdownMHSpent half an hour looking for something this morning that my 3 year old swore she didnât touch. Iâd spent considerable time looking for said item in the first place. I was pleasantly surprised when I eventually found it at the back of the cupboard I almost did a celebratory dance as it saved me a 40minute round trip. So just as the kids get picked up I realise itâs vanished from the counter. Did I lift it somewhere? Did it get taken in my kids stuff, did my husband take it to work? Why is my brain so scatty? Where had it got to!? Following frantic searching in every room in the house and as Iâm about to give up I lift a baby blanket to fold and out it pops. It had been snuggled up and wrapped in. After a few furious moments about how much time Iâd wasted I had to laugh. The three year old is still protesting she didnât touch itâ¦
It reminds me of the time we nearly missed an international flight heading on family vacation because weâd lost the baby's shoe, everybody searching in angst blaming everybody else for its disappearance. It turned up in a candle holder! |$2KbitpostarticletitleHere goes⦠(#3)|Ðoptsenc0pub1
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