How Could I Forget?
Henry had to pick up Lucy from pre-school today. I could not find my keys. I searched everywhere. I ran errands last night before dinner, so I knew they were somewhere. But no luck.
There is something to be said for picking her school based on Henry’s office location. They arrived home and we enjoyed some time outside. Good thing we did.
Lucy bent down and picked up the keys, which were resting inside the deflated beach ball. She said, "Mommy, you must have forgotten I told you I put your keys here." Perhaps it’s time to put away the beach ball.