Last night, I was determined once and for all that I would find Doug.
I dumped out the huge Rubbermade tub that is lovingly referred to in our house as the “Boy Bin” – ie, that bin where everything that doesn’t have a “place” gets placed. Balls, bats, toy guns (yes, we have them), light sabers, jump ropes, etc. Things are easily lost in the boy bin.
I dumped sorted through the boy bin until I had reached the bottom. No Doug.
But, still confident that I would find him last night, I continued to look. I found a backpack. “This is IT!” I thought. I unloaded the backpack, full of Twizzler’s treasures…..and still no Doug.
By this point, it was bedtime. I headed upstairs to get the kids ready for bed, and what did I find? Of course. Twizzler, holding Doug, as if he’d never been missing.
Apparently, while CandyMan and I were out on a lunch date, the kids were playing hide and seek. AJ hid very well, and Twizzler had to look extra hard for him. He opened up a basket in his sister’s room and found Doug. I wish I could have been there to see the reunion.
As happy as I am that we have finally found Doug, I can’t help but be sad about one little point. Someone in my house is lying. There are many places in our house where Doug could have accidentally ended up. A basket under his sister’s desk was not one of those places. Someone put him there, and someone knew. In all of the weeks of searching for Doug, everyone knew how much Doug meant to Twizzler. I made it very clear that if it had started out as a joke, that it needed to end. I suggested that if anybody knew where Doug was, to make him anonymously “reappear.”
So now, as happy as I am that Twizzler has been reunited with his buddy, I am disappointed. When questioned, the guilty sister said, “Oh, yeah. I guess I did hide him. But I didn’t remember.”
Grr. Sometimes being a parent is no fun.
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