Do you ever have days where you question your sanity? One day this summer my children wanted to know what was for dessert. I sent them to the freezer to get the square Tupperware with the red lid. I had baked cookies two days earlier and frozen them. I opened the lid to discover over half the cookies missing. Why would I put a nearly empty container in the freezer?

A couple of days later I swept the dining room floor, emptied the dustpan, and put the broom and dustpan away. Walking out of the dining room, I came across this. Hadn’t I just swept the entire floor? How did I miss this? While these two examples are perplexing the third is something more. Disturbing perhaps?

One day a while back I could here my youngest calling for me. His voice sounded like he was outside so I opened the front door but couldn’t see him. Opening the back door revealed no child. I searched and searched the house, looked out all the windows and still couldn’t find him. He kept calling and I kept looking. Finally, I called in the other children for reinforcements. I can’t remember who found him, but I grabbed the camera before pulling him out. He wasn’t even crying…just yelling, “MOM!”