Thursday, November 29, 2012

Bread in the bed, keys in a can!

Tonight I pulled back the covers of my (unmade) bed and low and behold found a half loaf of bread.  One guess how it got there, although I'm not sure how she managed it. Its her new favorite thing-buns, bread, anything squishy. She loves to get into the pantry and tear into all the food.  And I mean she literally loves to get INTO the pantry. She completely shut herself in it a few nights ago.  We heard this muffled cry and for a split second we were like, "where in the world is she?" Then it was "Oh my gosh!!! She's in the pantry!!!" We open the door and she had this scared look on her face and accusing glare that said "how dare you shut me in there!" I'm sure it will be a discussion in future therapy sessions. We went back and forth accusing each other and the boys-"Who was the last one to get a snack and not notice Elisabeth underneath the bottom shelf?!?!".   Then last night, I saw the little booger get in the pantry, make herself stand flat against the shelf and shut the door! She did it, apparently there is enough room between the shelf and the door that she fits - the little stink! (It's time for a lock on the pantry door I would say.)

                 Getting into the pantry and helping herself to the cereal.  She thought Matty would  like some too!



So, not only is she becoming a pro at hiding herself, she loves to hide our things.  Things that we need.  Like keys and make up.  She had Chris's church keys.  He tried to go back to work after a lunch break and couldn't find them.  Him and my mom looked for an hour.  My mom finally found them in a green bean can underneath the sink.  I spent half the night looking for her medicine.  It was in a magazine in the magazine rack.  I looked for my makeup.  It was in a bowl of grapes. I lost an important paper from school.  It was in a bag in our back yard. I find random Christmas ornaments off our now nearly bare tree underneath the bed.

We now pretty much have to go inch by inch through our house when we lose something because Elisabeth could have put it anywhere.  Who would have thought to look in a Tupperware full of grapes for my missing makeup?


Reminds me of how Jesus seeks us out, pursues us, does not give up looking for us when we have lost our way.  Whether we are purposely hiding from him, or just got distracted for awhile and lost in the things of the world.  The cool thing is, He always finds us and lovingly puts us back where we belong.  With him.

Luke 19:10
"The son of man came to seek and save that which was lost."

Romans 8:38-39
"For I am persuaded that neither death nor life, no angels, no dark powers, nor things present, nor things to come, nor height, nor depth, nor any created thing can separate us from the love of God."

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