My uterus is not a tracking device!

It amazes me how easily children lose things and how much they believe it is not their responsibility to keep up with their own stuff. Everyday I have to repeat myself to each one of them, "put your jackets, shoes and book bags in your room where you can find them in the morning." Do they listen? NO! So every morning its the same old thing, "Mom, where's my jacket? I can't find my book bag! Where did you put my book?" Like I deliberately go around hiding peoples things just so I can sit back and watch them lose their minds and almost miss their bus. Of course, that must be it. I believe it is the same person who ate the last of the snack and left the empty box in the cupboard, or finished off the kool-aid and didn't make more, or left the toys lying the yard, that person known as the "Nobody" strikes again. If I ever get my hands on this "nobody", I might do something cruel and violent and completely out of my normal realm of sweet, calm, all-knowing mommy! At times I think I am crazy but then I look around at all of these children and think maybe THEY are crazy. Who knows, but there are definitely times that I consider running down the street screaming with arms waving like some sort of mad woman. Just move out and leave them the house But then I think ...I would miss the little buggers. The whining, the complaining, the nagging, the begging, the fighting, the excuses, the blatant disrespect...it's all my life now. Without it, my house would be way too quiet and lonely. So I just have to learn how to sift through it all and pull out the precious moments that make it all worthwhile.