I don't know how many of you out there can relate to this story, but here goes. When you are a mother (or father of course), you take for granted a certain amount of things going missing because one of your children (or husband) doesn't return the item to its proper place.For some, it could be the flyswatter. I know mine is never there when I want it. I mean who wants to walk downstairs and hunt up the swatter? The fly is long gone and laughing with a bite of my dinner in his mouth by the time I get back.
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