I have been a mom for almost 13 years now. I have spent a large percentage of that time helping my two children search for their beloved stuffed animals that they claim they desperately need to fall asleep. My oldest daugther had Lambie Pie that she fell asleep with every night. She later added "Dog" to the mix. I have found these animals in obscure places. When she was little I would stumble across them while not looking for them. Like behind the blinds or in a foot stool that has a lid. Each time I would send a silent prayer of thanks to God for helping me locate these beloved items before a bedtime crisis ensued. Paige is outgrowing her Lambie Pie attachment. Now we search for cell phones, etc.
The latest search....
About four days ago my youngest daughter realized that Pinky was missing. Missing in action...Not there to hold and snuggle with her at night. We searched our house over. Underbeds, turned over toyboxes, rummaged thru clothes (clean and dirty)...nowhere was Pinky to be found.
As a mom the other thing I have done during all my free time is change the empty rolls on the toilet paper left for me. You ask what do these two have in common. Well I'll tell you. Last night I went into the bathroom in my master bedroom to sit and have a moment to myself and looked over and not even a square was left on the toiletpaper roll. So I opened up the cabinet directly in front of me that conveniently stores all the extra toiletpaper rolls and who did I SEE!
You guessed it. NONE OTHER THAN PINKY HERSELF.
Why wouldn't I have checked that cabinet before. What was I thinking???? That seems like a logical place to leave your favorite stuffed animal. Thank you God for once again revealing the hiding place of Pinky.