We had a truly remarkable easter miracle on this fine easter sunday!
Here's the back story:
Late last summer I stocked up on extra summer clothes for the girls: bathing suits and cover ups and swim shirts and sandals. All these things were purchased (on clearance!) in preparation for our december trip to Hawaii, at which time finding good kids' beach clothes would be a lot tougher. The girls always wanted flip-flop sandals but I always preferred getting them a pair that doesn't slide off and has a better sole, so that they could wear them to school on hot days and to amusement parks and such where a lot of walking is involved.
But I happened to see some flip-flops which looked better-made than most and on sale very cheap. I bought them and asked the girls to only wear them to their swim lessons so that they would still be in decent enough shape by the time december came around. It turns out that they wore them a little more than just to swim lessons--they often liked wearing them around the house for some reason.
One day about two weeks before our Hawaii trip I saw one of Erin's flip-flops on her floor and I asked her to put her shoes and some other things away. After a couple of minutes she told me she couldn't find the other sandal so I told her to look under her bed and under her dresser and in her closet, but still nothing. So I began looking with her all over her room and I couldn't find the missing sandal either.
For the next two weeks I looked everywhere, and I mean, really, everywhere around the house for that sandal. I was tremendously frustrated and I wasn't going buy another pair. The other shoe was at home, certainly, somewhere. Erin thought the other sandal could be in the backyard, which I thought seemed strange since one was in her room, but we looked there too. And John looked.
So our Hawaii trip came and went and Erin wore her other sandals while we were there, and we still saw no sign of the missing sandal when we returned. I figured we'd never see it again until we packed up to move.
Then today while the kids hunted for easter eggs in the backyard, Erin found the missing sandal:
And now I know what exactly to do if we ever lose something at home again. Note to self: It's much easier to spread out some candy-filled eggs and have the kids find what you are looking for rather than spend two weeks turning the house upside down.
Here's the back story:
Late last summer I stocked up on extra summer clothes for the girls: bathing suits and cover ups and swim shirts and sandals. All these things were purchased (on clearance!) in preparation for our december trip to Hawaii, at which time finding good kids' beach clothes would be a lot tougher. The girls always wanted flip-flop sandals but I always preferred getting them a pair that doesn't slide off and has a better sole, so that they could wear them to school on hot days and to amusement parks and such where a lot of walking is involved.
But I happened to see some flip-flops which looked better-made than most and on sale very cheap. I bought them and asked the girls to only wear them to their swim lessons so that they would still be in decent enough shape by the time december came around. It turns out that they wore them a little more than just to swim lessons--they often liked wearing them around the house for some reason.
One day about two weeks before our Hawaii trip I saw one of Erin's flip-flops on her floor and I asked her to put her shoes and some other things away. After a couple of minutes she told me she couldn't find the other sandal so I told her to look under her bed and under her dresser and in her closet, but still nothing. So I began looking with her all over her room and I couldn't find the missing sandal either.
For the next two weeks I looked everywhere, and I mean, really, everywhere around the house for that sandal. I was tremendously frustrated and I wasn't going buy another pair. The other shoe was at home, certainly, somewhere. Erin thought the other sandal could be in the backyard, which I thought seemed strange since one was in her room, but we looked there too. And John looked.
So our Hawaii trip came and went and Erin wore her other sandals while we were there, and we still saw no sign of the missing sandal when we returned. I figured we'd never see it again until we packed up to move.
Then today while the kids hunted for easter eggs in the backyard, Erin found the missing sandal:
And now I know what exactly to do if we ever lose something at home again. Note to self: It's much easier to spread out some candy-filled eggs and have the kids find what you are looking for rather than spend two weeks turning the house upside down.
1 comment:
Irene and I misplaced a shower head years ago. We've searched for it several times. I'm going to hide eggs around the house and see if it can be found. Thanks for the suggestion!
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