Just need to vent.
When you have two boys who
1. Live in the moment
2. Live to have fun all the time
3. Don't have a concept of time to help you understand a few hours ago
4. Have an active imagination
5. Have a hard time with the concept of telling the truth
It makes losing things very frustrating...
Our boys are usually absolutely NO HELP in trying to find something they lost. They look in the most obscure places- like when looking for a shoe, they lift up one of our table lamps! Not much help.
They also answer yes to every question you ask them in trying to figure out where the missing item must be:
"Is it at school? YES. "Is it in the car?" YES "Is it in Antartica?" YES.
Every once in a great while, the stars align, and one of them will immediately know where something is, and thank goodness, because it's usually in the most unexpected place- like a DVD inside our piano or a placemat in our fireplace vent!
Lately they have been misplacing socks. This is because when Jonah gets undressed he has the horrible habit of just throwing his dirty clothes anywhere but the hamper. I have found shirts hanging from the bathroom cabinet and pjs in the bathtub. I am working very hard to get him to nicely put his things in the hamper, but please note I am not only battling mischeviousness but also some OCD tendencies. For Ben, he frequently gets hot so he will just toss his socks wherever he is when he gets his hot flash- I actually can relate to that...haha.
Now lost socks have been a plague of humanity since the beginning of time or sock-wearing at least. We all have the unexplained of phenomena of a sock that goes in the dryer but doesn't come out- it's the magic trick you never wanted to work. While it's weird and slightly annoying dealing with these MIA socks, it's never been something that made me grit my teeth in frustration.
But the boys' losing socks is a different matter. Because when no-show socks slide right off your feet and you don't have the dexterity to manipulate a crew sock over your heel and up, meaning your mom has to help you put on socks but you offer absolutely no help with your foot/leg to help get that sock on, finding and keeping the easiest socks in the world to get on is very important to us! So losing some of these "miracle" socks really bugs me. Over reaction on my part- probably, but somewhat justified, right?
For those of you in my age group, does my quest for the perfect sock at all bring up Seinfeld's Mr. Pitt and his sock drama? SEE BELOW!
To top it off, we are currently trying to find Ben's glasses. Usually Ben is very careful with his things, beside socks. This isn't quite is MO to lose something so important. I'm suspecting his little brother may have played a role in this...
The problem is when I asked Ben where they were he said his teacher took them (LIE). He also looked in his sock (oh, the irony!) for the glasses (NOT A HELP).
* UPDATE: Ben's glasses were found late yesterday afternoon. They were actually in a very logical and expected place: next to his computer at school that he uses during his gaming club on Wednesdays after school. I guess we overthought the possibilities of where they might be and overlooked the simple- our boys keep us on our toes. Plus, the little brother had nothing to do with the disappearance- I'm sorry we wrongfully suspected him.
“Hold everything in your hands lightly, otherwise it hurts when God pries your fingers open.”- Corrie Ten Boom
I guess the boys are trying to teach me a very important life lesson. And it's only socks, and glasses, and shoes, and books, and DVDs, etc- haha.
Click HERE for Seinfeld "Mr. Pitt's Socks" video
I'm not sure if I'm Elaine or Mr. Pitt...
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