Got the Keys? Stories of How I Have Lost My Mind

This past weekend I locked me and the kids out of the house. For five hours.

Thank goodness we live in the City and we could walk where we needed. I was packing up for a trip to the pool at our park, planning to hit up the dollar store beforehand to grab toys, already had the water bottle filled with ice cubes and some fruit strips for snack set in the bag. I remembered looking at the keys and thinking I needed to grab them and throw them in the bag. We walk out the front door and Kieran asks, "Got the keys?"

And I cringe. Because I know in that moment, I do not. Thankfully, I had my cell phone. Ken was at the local Kendo tournament in Annapolis so I left him a voicemail and texted him to be sure I used all methods of communication. Then, I just headed out. We did what we had planned to do. Dollar store? Check. Two and a half hours of pool time? Check. Hour and a half of playground time? Check.

Stressed mom? Check.

Anyway, it wasn't bad at all, kids were troopers and we went to Red Robin for dinner (I know, I know the kitchen was done but we hadn't gone grocery shopping yet). We had a good day and no harm, no foul.

But, poor Kieran. This had happened just a few weeks before. Ken was working and I took the kids out to the JCC in Owings Mills - about a half-hour away to hang at the pool. We were there for about four hours when I knew it was time to pack it up and head home. We get changed into our clothes and I pat my pockets down for my house keys. I have the car key, no problem. it's the house key that's missing. We spend the next 30 minutes looking for the keys. No joy. Kieran's upset but I let him know it's not a big deal, even if I've been freaking out about it, mostly it's just an inconvenience, and we'll be able to get new keys. We get to the car, I sit down in the drivers seat, exhausted.

Only to realize I'm sitting on the keys. Yep, spend 30 minutes looking for keys that were in my back pocket.

On the happier side of things, we've got a great Father's Day planned (an Orioles game) next weekend and Amelia's party the weekend after that (just a little picnic in the park). Looking forward to the next few months with a new kitchen, hopefully produce from our garden and just generally having fun in the sun.