Tuesday, September 16, 2008

How does this happen?

There is a major mystery in our house. Every night when we go to bed, there are clothes all over our floor. The worse part about this problem, is whoever it is that is doing this, happens to only leave all of MY clothes on the floor. Chris and J's clothes both manage to stay put, right where they belong. For whatever reason, this secret-clothes-bandit steals the clothes out of my closet, dresser, hamper, etc. and by the end of the day, there is a few different outfits worth of clothes strung about the room.

I have no idea how this happens.

I am a responsible adult, so of course, I am not the culprit. I am starting to have my suspicions, though. The sight is always quietly, peacefully, and calmly seen being picked up by a kind Mr. Chris at the end of the day. I bet it's his own guilty conscious that gets him to pick up this mess, night after night... You know what they say: The suspect always returns to the scene of the crime.

It's got to be Chris!! We will get to the bottom of this. Until then, I won't let this minor flaw of his get in the way of our marriage. I'm willing to be mature and look over this issue... Some day he will learn. Someday.


Evidence #1: My clothes nice and neatly hung in the closet, how I always leave my clothes.

Evidence #2: Where my clothes mysteriously end up at the end of the day. How curious.

4 comments:

  1. Can J reach them in the closet? Brody LOVES pulling clothes from drawers, hamper, hangers. Anything he can get his hands into. That's so funny!

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  2. The same thing happens in my house. I am always missing things... Oh but the biggest mystery of all was who broke my glasses. One morning I woke up and my glasses were sitting where they always are but when I went to pick them up they were broken in half. Now Elizabeth was sleeping so who else could have done it? Hummmmm. . we shall never know.

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  3. i think it's j...i bet he crawls up there and takes down all your clothes! what a rude little kid ;)

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  4. fine, i admit it. it was me. i love sneaking into your house and throwing clothes everywhere. it's not enough to just ruin my own house. i'm sorry, i'll stop.

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