Mother of the Year

For the last week or so I have noticed that my spoons are missing. Now, this isn't the first time this has ever happened. When my kids were younger they had this compulsion to use my spoons to dig to China. I would often find them in the back yard or neighbors yard and more often than not, never find them at all. Apparently spoons, when left to their own device, will get up and wander off never to be seen again.

Anyway, I no longer have small children at home so I was really stumped about the spoon debacle. Cody will only be outside if it is on the way to somewhere else so I really couldn't see him actually trying to play in the dirt with them.

Actually, I did have a theory. This theory was based on the fact that his room is a code orange away from a Haz Mat crew being called in. I really figured that Cody had something to do with it. I mean come on, he's the only child that I have left at home. I know I didn't do it and I was fairly certain that Chad had better things to do with his day then to hide spoons from me.

So I did what any mother of a teenage boy does. I yelled, alot. I accused him of hiding them in his bed, under his bed, in his closet, in his dresser drawers, anywhere in his room where they weren't supposed to be. He claimed his innocence loudly and repeatedly and I did not believe him. We went round and round about it and finally, I gave up. I just couldn't do it anymore. I was done. I could buy new spoons. Big spoons. Spoons that gave you an electric shock that would zap you if you walked out of the kitchen with it. (Do they make those cause if not then I am a friggin GENIUS!!!!)

Later that evening I went into my office and sat at my desk and realized that I had a pile of stuff in my in box that needed to be filed and mailed. I also noticed there was a light sheen of dust on my desk and it had been awhile since I dusted in there. So I started cleaning off my desk and lifted the printer tray to run a dust cloth under it.

And found 6 spoons.

You see, every morning I get up and go into my office to check my email. Before I go into my office I pass by the kitchen where I grab a cup of yogurt and a spoon. When I am done with the yogurt cup I throw it in the trashcan in the office and apparently believe that the spoon will take itself back to the kitchen.

Is it bad that I did not tell Cody this, nor do I have any intention to? Mother of the Year award, coming right up.