...I'll be super glad to finally know what happened to all of my lost stuff.
Today I spent the better part of an hour retracing our steps to try to find one of Tate's shoes. Tate hates shoes and socks, but I felt like I had to put them on since when I don't strangers like to tell me that he's going to be too cold (which is exactly what happened after he lost the first one and I took the other one off so we wouldn't lose it too). It was one of his cute little baseball Robeez that I bought on eBay last spring since I was no way going to pay full price for Robeez. I came home a shoe short and so grouchy Brad even went out later and looked for it, but no luck. What happened to it? Did some other kid grab it? A strong wind blew it into a sewer? Is someone's dog in bed happily gnawing on it right now? Just another of life's mysteries, I guess.
(illustration via julianmizuki.blogspot.com)
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