Quiz........How much time do you think I spend in the kitchen?

A couple of nights ago we were up really late and so instead of me getting S up, he was waking me. I was right in the middle of a dream. This is probably the most bizarre dream I have had since high school when I had dream that a guy was killed in our bathtub when I read Julius Ceasar by Shakespeare. So the dream goes like this. First I was having a dream about Dirty Dancing, only no Patrick Swayze, rats! Then all of a sudden it switches and I am back in my parents old living room where I grew up, I think and it is a fight of good and evil. So who are the good guys? I think they are jars. Either that they were pot mitts. Not entirely sure. But the bad guy was for a sure a flying pot mitt, red to be a exact with a mean face. He had black eyes and a black mouth and was chasing the super hero, who was about to drop. And I am pretty sure the super here was an old mayonaise jar............. plus there were 2 more jars that were also good guys. Then S woke me up. Perhaps it is time I thought about a new hobby.......

We call her the wanderer.............

To be fair ALL of my kids wander off and only one has a good sense of direction. That would be my oldest. It has a lot to do with his observation skills. He actually pays attention to where he is going. The other two just start going until they are lost. Well the other evening I had D take the kids out to the park so I could get dinner done and a few other things in peace and quiet. Around 8:30p I get a call from D.

"Is M there?"

Me: No,

D:Are they boys there?

Me: Yep

D:But the boys did not bring her back?

Me: No

D: She was right here 1o seconds ago!

Well we did find her, eventually, it took about a half hour though. While we weren' worried anything bad had happened, we were more concerned with where is exactly she was at. We live in a safe area. And in fact D found her with two very nice people and one of the teams of security that regularly cruise the city. Different then local police. They even gave M candy. Oh boy!

Here are the family reactions;

D: How did she get so far, so fast?

Me: Now you know how I feel! The kids are always taking off on me..........

S: How come she wandered off? (I asked him why he wandered off and typical aswer of course, "I don't know........"

Y: M went to school! Because S is always coming home from school with cady. So his logical conclusion is that if she has candy she was at school!

M: Well she was a little upset, but after some suggles and dinner she went right to sleep.

All's well that ends well. Thank G-d.