I am not going crazy!

I recently have moved. During this move I misplaced my plates, silverware, and odd and ends of dishes. I didn't remember packing them, although they weren't at the old house. I really was beginning to think I was losing it. We searched high and low, Rosie and Johnathan helped out at times, until last Saturday.

I went to the old house to clean the yard, and much to my surprise came across several bags of garbage that were behind the house. I started to but them into the empty garbage can, when I heard some clanks. I looked into the bag and found several dishes.

Being a kid growing up I had a Mr. Nobody living in our family. It's a lot easier having a Mr. Nobody when you have a lot of siblings. Mr. Nobody hid veggies, track mud, shoved things under the bed, left lights on, and in one instant got into some mice poison. However Mr. Nobody doesn't fly over very well when the family unit at home full time is, a mom, an eleven year old and twin two year olds.

I know that I didn't place the dishes in the garbage bag and haul them out to the backyard and hide them for me to find one surprisingly chilly Saturday. I highly doubt the odds are that the twins packed them out to the backyard, considering the bag weighed more then them. Through process of elimination we would have to assume that the eleven year old has had her hand to this mystery of events.

At last no, it was Mr. Nobody! I swear I am positive. However, whether or not who did it, I have decided to allow Mr. Nobody to contribute to my household and pay my eleven year old's cell phone bill for a while. After all he is a member of the family!