Hide...and Seek (and Seek, and Seek)

Well, today Jesse and I played a game of hide and seek. Not the typical hide and seek you are probably thinking of (although he enjoys that as well). Today, he hid my keys, and I spent an hour looking for them. Normally this wouldn't have been a huge deal. But today, we were supposed to drive to Benjamin for Youth Group. I pick Mike up at school and we leave from there. So, while I am frantically searching the apartment for the keys, Mike is waiting at the school wondering where in the world I am. Today also just happened to be the day that he forgot his cell phone at home. So, I have no way of contacting him or driving to him. He calls. I miss the call by a half a second. Half an hour later he decides to start walking home. An hour late to pick Mike up I found the keys in a box, grabbed Jesse and dashed down the stairs to the van. We picked Mike up a block from home. So, we called the church, let them know we wouldn't make it, and are now spending the evening at home. Oh well, I should be thankful I found the keys at all and that they weren't in the garbage (although I did check there three times just to be sure). And the best part is, the whole time I ran around the house, Jesse followed me and looked at me with his wide, blue eyes and the occasional smile. I couldn't be mad at him, frustrated that he couldn't tell me where he put them, but not mad. It's a good thing he is so cute...