Truly, I thought I was past the days when I was the chief locator, but this Christmas holiday proved that those days are not over. The boys may be adults, and they may successfully be finding their way in their respective chosen paths, but they are not successfully finding their:
Kindle Fire (oh, my, the drama!)
All the boys were home at one point; Joe stayed about a week, and Mike stayed almost a month. And ADHD was at home again, too!
Yes, I saw wonderfully encouraging evidence that they were growing up. Joe is preparing for being out of the Navy in a year, and I can scarcely type that without pinching myself to make sure I’m not dreaming at the foresight! He’s looking at schools, gathering financial information, and preparing a resume. Mike found a holiday job and was in hot demand to do ‘odd jobs’. He also sold a car by himself, and used the proceeds plus savings to buy another vehicle for cash.
To be fair, the guys were out of their element – and there were tons of people in and out of our house. Joe has to sleep on a couch, and doesn’t really have places to put things. And Mike still says he feels out of place since we turned his room into a sitting/guest area.
Nonetheless, I found myself biting my tongue so I wouldn’t say, “If you would just put them where they belong!” and other cliche’s.
By the way, Mike’s iPod was inside his shoe on the backseat of Ash’s car.
What about your family? What’s been lost and found at your house? Do you have any tricks to combat the perpetual game of hide and seek?