Having twins is any everyday adventure. Well I suppose just having one can be difficult sometimes. But with my two they help each other out. So they terrorize more stuff and get in more trouble. I know they are just curious. However, one day their curiousity is going to get them hurt, I just know it.
Yesterday, Sunday, I put Dora the Explorer on so that I could go get a shower. They love that cartoon and will sit completely still to watch it. So I head up the steps in the shower. When I get out I realize it is overly quiet. I have to come downstairs anywhere to get part of my outfit for the day and to check on them. I figured they were in their room playing and that is why I didnt hear anything. WRONG! As I am getting my article of clothing from the dryer I look out the window and see my little boys outside. OUTSIDE..They have on shoes and are throwing pine cones into the street. They think that is funny. Especially Mason. So I put some clothes on really fast and head outside to get them. They look at me like, WHAT Mom. After much coxing I get them in the house to get them dressed because did I mention they are still in pj's.
After a few minutes everyone is dressed and ready to go with their bags and cups and snacks. But wait - where are my car keys? I look everywhere. LITERALLY. So I ask two 2 years olds. Not the smartest thing but I figured they were playing with them. They of course say I dont know. So I ask are they outside from their excursion this morning. They both say yes, go figure. I look outside and see nothing. At this time I am starting to wonder, Have I lost my mind? Where could my keys be. So retrace my steps from the night before, still nothing. And now it is getting past time we have to leave for church. We are going to be late and since I have to check them in and give 15 hugs per kid I really need to get out the door. I call Brian to find out if he saw my keys that morning. No answer. No answer via text either. I am starting to get upset. And the boys are waiting to go bye, bye to church. I simply explain to them without mommies keys we arent going anywhere. I take a deep breathe and decide I am going to take another look outside. I very long look. I walk the path I know they would take, down the walkway, up the sidewalk, looking in the clover patches because they probably stopped to pick them, up the passengers side of the car, over where they were throwing pine cones and now back towards the house. I stop next to my car think if they arent out here and they arent in the house then they boys must of brought them outside and a stranger has picked them up. GREAT! My mind begins to race about all the steps I need to take to make new keys and change locks. and then, I look down on the flower bed...TADA! There they are.
I missed a bullet. Am I losing my mind somedays when I think I miss place things? Or are the boys losing it for me?
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