| Yesterday was the big party we had for Tax Deductions the Elder and Younger (their birthdays are four days apart. Okay, two years and four days, if you're going to get technical). Toward the end of the day, four boys were in the living room, zoning out on Oreos and Pokemon. At the end of the night, there were only three paper plates in the living room (with crumbs on them, mostly). Uh oh. So I went looking for the missing plate. Not on the sofa. Not on the chair. Not on the bookshelf. Not on the floor. Then I made the mistake of sweeping under our living room sofa, just in case the plate had gotten shoved under there. Items found: 7 M&Ms 2 toy spiders 4 pieces of Cap'n Crunch 2 pieces of Cap'n Crunch Crunch Berries 8 crumbs (unidentifiable) 3 toy pieces, assorted 4 angry dust bunnies (think Monty Python and the Holy Grail: AAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa--!) 2 stickers, with backings still on 1 sticker, without the backing and with a dead dust bunny attached to it Did I find the missing plate with cookie crumbs? Nope. So...where's the plate? (No, this isn't a riddle. There is no right answer. I'm seriously wondering: WHERE IS THE PLATE?) |
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Did one plate actually make it into the trash bag?
I see someone else made the same comment I was going to make....check in the bin...
There was about a zillion paper plates already in the trash. So...it's possible. But the boys in question are 8, 7, 5, and 4 years old. So...I have a sinking suspicion that the plate didn't get thrown out.
(But hey, I'm very willing to be pleasantly surprised!)
Yeah, I was trying to imagine one of teh boys throwing out the plate and then I thought of my two hellions. Not anytime this century!
Most likely places would include: Under a couch cushion, in a toy box, behind a desk or bookshelf, tossed out a window, or on top of your computer. That's where I find "missing" items.
Did you try the bathroom? Sometimes the Oreos just have to go with you.
I once found a half-eaten taco in my living room ficus tree. Just sayin'...that plate could be anywhere!
This is why I view child raising simply as an exercise in creating your own zombie fodder so you can escape the coming zombie apocalpyse while they get munched on...
stupid children...
**hee hee hee**
Do you have a dog? Might check with him/her. Or I should say behind him/her.