Over the weekend, Chad and his friend changed the brake pads on Chad’s pickup. Yesterday morning he got ready to go to work and . . Where are my keys? Hmm . . that’s a question I ask every single time I start to go somewhere so Chad losing his keys . . he got that from me. Nicole said . . you go to work and I’ll find your keys. Bless her heart . . she searched ALL day. A couple of times during the day, she said to me “I just want to knit! I feel like I’m looking in the same places over and over but I can’t stop looking til I find them.” She asked Addie if she had been playing with daddy’s keys. Yes! She asked Addie what she did with them. Addie took Nicole to the bathroom and pointed behind the door . . no keys. Nicole went through the trash in the outside can three or four times. She rummaged through both vehicles . . everywhere she thought they might be. She tore Addie’s room completely apart.
Chad asked Addie what she had done with his keys and she told him “They’re far away at Nana’s house” which wasn’t true because Chad had used the keys since they had been to Nana’s house.
Yesterday I was video chatting with Addie after I had finished her sweater and told her if she would tell me where daddy’s keys were, I would show her the new sweater. She got down and looked under the sofa so Nicole was right there looking too. No keys. She told Nicole “Come on, Mommy . . let’s go in the garage!” They went out in the garage and Addie pointed to 2 or 3 places but no keys. After about 15 minutes, I gave up on finding the keys and showed her the sweater. She said “BUT . . we didn’t find daddy’s keys and you showed me the sweater!” 🙁
For a minute or two, after Chad finished with the brakes, Addie was sitting in the cab of the truck. It was not Chad’s truck keys so she could not have started the truck. He wasn’t even sure the keys had been in the truck but he was afraid Addie had thrown them out the window and someone walking by may have picked them up. Then he was afraid she had flushed them down the toilet.
I believe Chad and Nicole were up til way after midnight last night looking for the keys. I was talking to Nicole this morning and she said “YOU FOUND THEM!”. Chad had again gone through the pickup. They had been looking “down” . . between and under the seats, in the door pockets, etc. Chad happened to look inside the sunglass holder that’s attached to the sun visor and there they were . . keys!
I’m sorry for Chad and Nicole but I had to grin and say to myself . . payback! The things that boy did growing up . . one thing that comes to mind . . one Sunday he was about 3 and we were in church. He had a handful of those little books that come in happy meals or some kind of fast food package. During the prayer, we were all standing, with our heads bowed and eyes closed. Someone tapped me on the back and just as I opened my eyes, Chad launched that handful of little cardboard books across the church. Then there was the time he was the ring bearer in a wedding . . about the same age as Addie, and during the ceremony, he broke free of one of the groomsmen and wandered around picking up flower petals .. then got up under the bride’s dress . . a hideout . .with his flower petals. His dad went down, during the ceremony and got him and brought him back to sit with us.
I’m betting it’s a very long time before Chad loses his keys again but these are the times (now that the keys are found) when a mom can sit back and smile and say . . yep, you have one just like you were at that age!