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Why the heck would it be where it goes?

You know what’s really annoying? When things are where they go. I mean, really…

This morning I spent half an hour looking all over the flippin’ house for Noah’s shoes (because apparently Crocs aren’t proper “pre-school attire”). I looked under couches, under desks, in the car, and at least four times in all of the other places Noah likes to kick his shoes off. They weren’t anywhere.

Come on Noah, let’s go look in the backyard.

We have a half-acre backyard.

We scoured over it left to right, top to bottom. We looked in the sandbox. We looked in Buddha’s favorite lounge areas. Still nada.

It was almost time to head off to school. “Where the heck are your shoes, buddy?”

I won’t lie, I was getting annoyed. And flustered.

So, almost sprinting now, I checked the same places I’d already checked several times, only this time I checked the front porch and window wells as well. I mean, you never know but that some darling little four-year old will un-darlingly drop his shoes down there for kicks and giggles.

>> I wrote this entry and published it on my Babble Voices blog, and I’m only permitted to post a snippet of it here. Read the rest of it on Danoah Unleashed >>


oh nuh uh!! They were sooo not THERE!!! Been a mom fr 4 years now, just recently having my second and i can't find (or put) anything hwere it belongs! So I can't say that I believe you!


I have the same dang problem every morning even though I tell myself I wont just leave my shoes lying around like I always do... :P


I think we need one of those "weirdos" in our attic, too. Of course, my son is not quite two yet so "putting toys away" is a thing he sometimes does if I help him out. It's my husband, though. He's the one who kicks his shoes off wherever he pleases, throws clothes all around the house as he's changing, leaves cabinet doors open, dishes in the floor... It's ridiculous!


It was Buddha. He's an OCD neat freak in case you didn't already know that.