And I Thought MY Memory Was Getting Bad...

Robin spent the night at her Scout leader's house last night, and Ryan didn't arrive home until sometime around 10:30 PM (and slept in my bed). This morning, I was to meet Meg at work because we had some business to transact in Indy, and she knows the city better than I do. I just had to get Ryan up, dressed, and breakfasted, and collect Robin, and go...which I did.

When our errand was over, I took the children to Cookie Cutters for haircuts, then to lunch at Chick-fil-A...then home. They played fairly well for awhile (having been separated for a week)--although there were "moments". I was fixing supper when Robin came in and asked for something to eat. I told her no...that Mommy was on her way home and we'd be eating shortly. This is the conversation that occurred next:

ROBIN: How can it be supper time already? I never even got lunch today!
ME: Robin, you had nuggets, a fruit cup,waffle fries, chocolate milk, and a brownie for lunch!
ROBIN: Oh.

Then there is the saga of the tooth.
One of Robin's teeth got very loose today while visiting Mommy. By the time we were on Washington Street on our way to the haircut place, she had pulled it. In case you don't remember your own loose tooth days, I will remind you that pulled baby teeth are tiny...no root...not much at all left. Robin put the tooth on a piece of paper towel (not IN it...ON it) and handed it up to me. I was reaching around, sideways, (while driving) trying desperately not to drop the thing, because if I HAD dropped it, we would never have found it in my dirty car.
Got it! Now what to do with it so it would get home safely? I found a ziplock bag with one cough drop left in it in my purse. Zipped that tiny little thing in the bag and stuffed it back in my purse.
Since the children were going to Daddy's tonight, Robbie decided that the tooth would need to go with her, for the Tooth Fairy. Hmmmm...

Back at home, the tooth came out of my purse. Robin washed it, then handed it to me in my bedroom. I put it on the computer table, but was afraid it would get knocked off and lost. Robin wasn't able to locate HER Tooth Fairy pillow, so I put the tooth in Ryan's.
ROBIN: Why do I have to take a boy's??
ME: Okay, Robin...you don't have to. I'll put it in a baggie.
I did, and placed it on the kitchen table to await the trip north. Next thing I knew, Robin had put water in the baggie along with the tooth. Uh...no. We aren't taking a bag of water in Mommy's car...
I walked into Robin's room and instantly found HER Tooth Fairy pillow on her dresser, so I put the tooth in it and put it on the table...again. Then, when everyone was racing around getting ready to depart for Muncie, Robin had the pillow-with-tooth in her hand, along with a purse and some other things. I said, "Why don't you put the pillow in your purse so it won't get lost on the trip?" Good idea, she thought...so she did. With everyone-plus-tooth safely out of the house, I breathed a sigh of relief.

Along about the time that they all arrived in Muncie, I got a call from Megan.
MEG: Did Robin's tooth make it up here, or will we have to do the Tooth Fairy thing when she
gets home on Sunday?
ME: The tooth is in Robin's purse. She put it there, herself!
MEG: I'll have to go find her, then, because she's in tears thinking it got left behind.

Sheesh! I know why MY memory is going...but Robin is only six! Go figure!