Equivalent Retaliation

I've had different responsibilities added to my job lately. They're quite awesome as they are ones I am able to do after the kids go to bed. So I've been staying up pretty late getting these things done and spending more time with the kids during the day.

I've always been more of a night owl than a morning person anyway. Always. I know. I know. If I got into the pattern of going to bed earlier I'm sure I'd become a morning person. Well, not so much sure as probably. Anyway...not the point.

Point is I've always kind of had my bedtime rituals. Everyone does, right? One thing mine has *always* included is my Pooey. It's a really small pillow my mom gave me when I was a baby. Maybe I couldn't say "pillow", I don't know. I've had two Pooey's as I loved the first one to death (I still have it somewhere). The second one is one I made for someone else who didn't appropriately appreciate it :-) so I reclaimed it. I sleep with it every night.

I don't travel with it for fear of leaving it somewhere though. Can't even imagine... .

My sister asked me once when I was growing up, "What are you going to do when you get married? You think your husband is going to want that thing around?" I answered emphatically, "If he loves me, he won't care." No way was I getting rid of Pooey.

So I get why Shelby loves her Pink Puppy so much. Turns out. She gets it too.

Last night, after taking her Pink Puppy...seems the little rascal went and took my Pooey. I didn't discover this until very late since I was working until all hours.

Once I did discover it missing, I got confused. Actually looked at Scout and thought she had maybe taken it somewhere. Poor dog...always gets blamed. Then, I heard some rustling upstairs. Belle had gotten up to go to the bathroom. I went up to check on her and while there asked her, "Have you seen Pooey?"

The look said it all. A little grin said "yes" even though the voice said, "no".

And for some reason, I just started laughing. Then she started laughing. "Shelby! I can't believe you!"

Maybe I should've been mad but it seriously cracked me up. I have no idea where she hid it since she appeared with it saying, "Is this what you're looking for?". I told her, "Oh girl....your treading on dangerous ground."

We laughed so hard and yes, I know, it probably encouraged her to do it again. But sometimes, you just have to enjoy the moment for what it is.

And for her, it was, "You hit me where it hurts...I'll hit you in the same place."

So my mom hat came off and my love hat went on. And a lesson was learned. From now on when I take her Pink Puppy...I'll hide Pooey first.