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Why it’s not lost until your mother can’t find it

19 July, 2013
Posted in: Boys, Daniel

Daniel: Where are my shoes?
Me: Did you try your bedroom?
Him: Yes.
Me: Are you sure?
Him: Yes.
Me: If I go upstairs and find them in your bedroom, I will be displeased.
Him: I can’t find them.
I toil upstairs and find the shoes beside his bed.
Me: Dan, they were in your room right beside your bed – the most obvious place.
Him: Oh, I was looking in the unobvious places.

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  1. Dot says

    20 July, 2013 at 18:56

    My mother always said “Mothers can find things that aren’t there.”

  2. disgruntled says

    20 July, 2013 at 22:11

    My mother banned any phrase beginning ‘where are my…’ from the house

  3. belgianwaffle says

    31 July, 2013 at 11:48

    As indeed they can, Dot. Disgruntled, did it work though?

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