Christopher was frustrated yesterday because he couldn't find the book he needed to do his Religion assignment.
"Mom! Have you seen my Baltimore Catechism?"
"It's on the shelf with the others."
"No it's not! I've been looking everywhere for it and I can't find it!"
"Did you look on any other shelves?"
"Yes! AND I looked in the living room AND I've asked all the other kids, and they can't find it either!"
So, everyone dropped what they were doing and went on a mad search to help Christopher find his catechism book. We looked everywhere, and it was no where to be found, it seemed.
A half-hour later, Christopher's exultant shouts of "I found it! I finally found it!" rang out.
It was in the bathtub.
Along with my shoes.
And the can opener.
Even with 8 children, I still forget that when the baby starts walking, stuff starts disappearing, and gets tucked away in strange, strange places.