Monkey took the tube of Spongebob kid toothpaste and has hidden it.
We can't find it anywhere.
And it's not like HE remembers. (Not surprising. At all.)
But wherever that toothpaste is........it's probably squished out and smeared all over.
I sure hope we find it before we move...
Husband leaves for Utah in 3 1/2 days.
The only good part about him going down weeks and weeks AND WEEKS before us is that he can find the rental house of perfection. Or at least he better.
I know the title of "the rental house of perfection" seems like I would have a lot of rules about it. But really I don't. Just that it needs to be big enough, with a yard, by a good school, and not near drug dealers, polar bears or any kind of low-security prison.
Well, that, and one more MAJOR rule that cannot be ignored:
The rental house of perfection cannot be old. (And by old, I just mean, old, ok?)
Because old houses ARE ALWAYS HAUNTED.
And as much as I love ghosts, I will not live with them.