Garrick lost his keys right before Thanksgiving break. I don't know that we even realized that they were missing until we returned from Oregon.
On the day that we left for Oregon, we drove up to SLC and helped Garrick's sister, Jackie, move into her new townhome. So, there was lots of running around and several vehicles involved. Garrick was pretty sure that he left his keys at home in Orem, but...they were nowhere to be found in the house. He looked through all of his pants pockets, through every coat, in every couch, etc. So, he started doubting his memory, and extended the search. He looked through the school, called the restaurant where we'd eaten, checked with the U-Haul company, and had his parents look in their truck...nothing. We gave up, considered the keys "lost," and decided to move on (get new keys made). Unfortunately, it's rather expensive to make extra keys for the CRV, so we thought we'd hold off for a while on that one, just in case the keys turned up.
Just the other day Logan and I did some shopping. As we came back inside the house, he grabbed my keys and started playing with them. They kept him busy while I put away groceries. I didn't think anything else about them until that evening when it was time to leave. Garrick was taking the CRV and needed my keys. I remembered that Logan had them last, and I was pretty sure that he was on the main level of the house the whole time he had them, but I looked around and couldn't see them. We didn't look for more than a couple of minutes when Garrick decided to check out the kitchen garbage can. He opened it up and sure enough, there they were right on the bottom. Gross! We were so happy that we found them, and Garrick was convinced that he knew what had happened to his keys. They must've been "thrown away" by the little guy.
I am happy to announce that Garrick was wrong. He called this afternoon to tell me that he found his keys. They were under Logan's extra car seat that is in the back seat of Garrick's car. Hoooooorrrraaaaaaayyyy!!! Maybe we can't use Logan as an excuse for all of our lost items after all.
4 days ago
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When Jake and Sydney were about that age - we "lost" our keys many times.
Why not deyce dad used to blame us for everything like his comb missing
Sounds to me like Logan was to blame both times. It's obvious he stuffed them under the car seat on purpose! ha ha. I'm not sure which sibbling commented above, but it made me laugh because Jon suffers from the missing comb syndrome too. I have to admit that it's usually me who "borrows" it to comb the kids' hair because I can't find a comb anywhere. I don't always put it back and then when he gets ready in the morning, he can't find a comb. I think Santa needs to bring Jon a new pack of combs!
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