Answer the question
I spent the morning searching for a Spiderman costume. My 5-year-old acted like Colombo interrogating me, “What did you do with my costume?” “When was the last time you saw it?” I didn’t have the heart to tell him I wore it to a rave last night. Things got a little out of hand and I lost it. It’s not as easy as it looks to hold a pacifier and a glow stick while dancing. Oh wait, the costume wouldn’t fit me and I haven’t seen the inside of a bar since Nash Bridges was on television. I also didn’t steal his Batman toy, book, juice cup, etc. I am the fall guy whenever he misplaces something. I don’t have time to read a magazine article let alone a chapter book. On a daily basis, I waste precious time searching for things. Here is a wild and crazy idea: put stuff back where it belongs. I know, I have a better chance of getting struck by lightening.