(Alternatel title: "My family is out to get me..."
My husband has a way of doing things around the house and he doesn't tell me. He waits. He sits back, relaxes and waits for me to eventually figure out what home improvement project he did. It drives me nuts. He is not me. He doesn't know all the things weighing on my mind. I don't have the time for guessing games. Tell me what you did so I can give you the proper praise and thanks so that we all can move on. Instead he likes to let me be completely oblivious until 3 months …6 months …a year later until I figure it out. Some things I would never notice to be honest.
So that's my husband.
And really? You don't want kudos for doing something? Fine dude.
The problem? I think it's genetic.
My 4 year old has been hiding things on me lately. She gets the talent from her father. This past weekend she took my phone while I was doing something out of the room and she hid it. We had to get out of the house to go somewhere and I rushed around looking for it in one of the many places I could've placed it. Except this isn't like playing a game of hide and seek with a 4 year old where she hides and giggles, giving up where she is. She's not hiding these things and then standing in front of me giggling which would give me any clue she's done something or been up to something naughty. She's hiding them and going on with her business. After reaching the end of my rope and asking her if she had seen it, she mosey'd over to daddy's chair slipped in behind it and pulled out my phone from the floor underneath it.
This morning I was waiting for everyone to wake up and get ready so I went downstairs to get our bags ready to go. My husband has been off the last couple days so he was helping them both get ready. I came back upstairs at one point to move the process along. I remembered I wanted my Pandora bracelet. I ALWAYS take it off before the kid's bath time and I put it on the counter top next to the sink. ALWAYS! This morning I went in the bathroom to get it and put it on and it wasn't there. I walked out and told my husband I couldn't find it. He said he hadn't seen it and in the same breathe he turned to our darling daughter and asked her if she knew where it was. She rolled her eyes, turned on her heal, went to the end of my bed, crawled under my bed and pulled out my Pandora bracelet. Yes, she really did.
I want to be mad because seriously she's going to hide something thinking it's funny, I won't know to ask about it because I won't be missing it in that particular moment and it will never be found again. But at the same time, it's kind of funny. She hadn't let on in any way that she had hid something. I don't even know WHEN she hid my bracelet. It could've been last night for all I know. She was completely straight faced. A normal 4 year old would be giggling uncontrollably about doing something giving them away immediately. SHE? Well, she has her dad's genes. She does something, walks away, sits there, calm and cool as a cucumber and watches it unfold, just like daddy.
They're out to get me and my sleep deprived mommy brain. *sigh*
I was going to suggest calling your cell from your landline (do you even have one of those anymore? I do but I insist on having a landline because it makes me feel safer) but that won't help if other things go missing. I do NOT have that gene. I cannot fib or trick someone or hide something without giggling hysterically.
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