Sometimes You Just Have To Hide


I was sitting on the edge of the bed about to take a shower when I heard, “Where’s mom, MOOOOOOM!”  I don’t know what came over me—maybe it was one too many games of Uno, Candyland or Old Maid—but I jumped up and hit underneath the bed.  When Journey got to the top of the steps, she called out mom one more time.  I heard her walking around for like 2 seconds then she went back down and told my husband that I wasn’t upstairs.  I stayed under the bed thinking surely once she realized I really wasn’t downstairs, she’d come back up to look for me. Continue reading