Don't you love it when...

...your toddler has reached your safe spot, gotten your keys, wandered off with them, and you don't realize this until the next morning? When you urgently need them? And when your five-year-old says, oh yeah, I saw him with them last night...

Rescheduling brought to you today by the letters PMB.

Sleepless much?

Um...so I don't carry a purse because I already carry children around and keep my eye on them, so the last thing I need is an inanimate object to babysit as well. So I keep a very small wallet (it's on a keychain) with the essentials, plus my keys, in my pockets when I go anywhere. Well, actually all day, as um, little people have a habit of making off with things they shouldn't have. So anyway, I'm unloading my pockets for the night, and out of one pocket, I pull out my usual keys and pen, and from the other, I pull out my wallet-on-a-keychain and...

*bag over face* DH's keys. I must have grabbed them along with my wallet this morning in my stupor.

Well, aren't we glad I spent the entire day cleaning the house to look for them? *faceplant*