Incidents Like This Confirm my Suspiscions that I am Losing It

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Safe and sound at home...well, as safe as he can be in my care, I guess...

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Wednesday nights are when my older boys have Cub Scouts, Boy Scouts/ Young Men (religious instruction as well as activities for boys ages 12-18) at church. Many Wednesday nights I end up chatting with other moms while we wait for our older kids to be finished with activities. Our time chatting has turned into an informal playdate in the gymnasium of the church (unless the older kids are using it) where we all let our younger children play together. Last Wednesday night was one such impromptu playdate in the church gym.
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The moms help each other by keeping track of one another's kids, especially because several weeks ago a little girl was almost successful in slipping outside while her mom was busy tending to another one of her small children.
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Last Wednesday there was a lot of traffic in and out of the gymnasium and I looked around and did not see my son John (age 2) anywhere. I was afraid that he had managed to push the glass door that led to the parking lot outside open and was outside by himself (at 8:00 at night), because the last time I remembered seeing him, he was playing with a ball by the door. I asked, perhaps somewhat frantically, "Has anyone seen John?!"
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My friend Sheron replied dryly..."Uh...well, yeah...he's sitting in your lap."
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Oh. Well, then.
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I laughed and quipped something along the lines of, "Oh, well, naturally...I was just making sure you knew where he was...you know...for safety reasons..."
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We all got a good chuckle about what a blithering idiot I am how sometimes funny things like that happen. My friend Dana said, "Don't worry Lauren...I was on the phone with my sister the other day as I was trying to leave my house. I told her, 'I'm almost ready to leave...but I can't find my phone anywhere...' ." She went on to say that her sister reminded her that she was on the phone...that's why she couldn't find the phone on the kitchen counter.
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So, I guess I don't need to put a tracking device on John...I just need some sort of tracking device on my brain. 'Cause it definitely left the building last Wednesday night.
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