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as far as the shoe hides

October 29, 2007 by Rachel

MAMA: Ava, put your tennis shoes on and we will be ready to go.

AVA: [Run, bang, smash, bang, smash, swoosh] Mama, I can’t find my tennis shoes!

MAMA: Did you check the front stairwell or the back stairwell?

AVA: [Runs to the front of the house. Opens the front door and runs down the stairs. Runs back up the stairs, slams the front door shut. Runs across the house and open the back door. Runs down the back stairway. Throws various shoes about. Runs back up the back stairwell. Slams the back door. Runs into MAMA'S bedroom. Panting] I can’t find my shoes anywhere. They are not anywhere.

MAMA: Okay, I’ll help you look in a minute.

AVA: Maybe they are in my closet. [Runs into her bedroom.] Look, Mama, they are in my closet. I found them in my closet!

MAMA: [Quietly to herself] Imagine that.

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on October 30, 2007 at 4:10 am | Reply Kristi

That was cute…sometimes those most “obvious” places are the last places that we look when frantically looking for things! Unfortunately I seem to misplace my keys quite often…
on October 30, 2007 at 2:08 pm | Reply Rachel

Kristi, I cannot believe that you ever lose your keys.

I do remember spending an absurd amount of time looking for keys with you in college, but I think they were my keys.
on October 31, 2007 at 4:12 am | Reply Yvette

And so Ava takes after her mother, again… LOVE you both!