If I had any sense at allI’d never have anything to blog about. Or if I did have something I could blog about, I’d know better than to tell.
Lucky for you…
There have been several crises this past week involving un-locatable items and the YAC. You don’t have to be in the same room to know a crisis is at hand. The rising decibel level gives it away.
The delicious irony of it all is that in every instance, Mrs. A has been able to walk in the YAC’s room, stir around the top layer of crap and uncover the missing item within seconds.
I do believe I’m the only one in the house that’s amused.