...making a quick run to Target with the girls this morning,
getting back out to the car and not being able to find my keys,
going back inside and asking if anyone's turned them in at customer service,
no luck,
asking the cashier if we left them there,
ditto,
retracing our steps through the store,
and coming up empty,
calling Daniel,
who is about to go into a meeting,
and doesn't have the spare key anyway,
(it's at home)
getting Hollie some lunch to eat while I go through the diaper bag again,
giving up,
getting Blake out of her carseat to feed her,
AND FINDING THE KEYS,
IN THE CARSEAT,
UNDER HER LEGS.
?????????!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
