STOWAWAYS

I don't know about your house, but at mine, we occasionally find stowaways.

What's a stowaway?



Well, a stowaway is when you go to make the guest bed, peel back the covers and find a stuffed animal lovingly laid to rest. Or, when you open up your lunchbox at work, and find a truck parked perfectly so it can pull right out and go on its way.

One of our most recent and pervasive stowaways is this wall rock that you see pictured above.

Yes, a rock.

Some small child found this rock and brought it in doors. Another small child pilfered a piece of sticky-tack, affixed it to the back of the rock, and stuck it to the wall in our entryway. Walking down the stairs, a parent spied the new addition to the wall, inspected it, determined it to be what it was, and removed it.

It appeared again the next day.

And the day after that.

And the day after that.

This stowaway is now a semi-permanent resident of our entryway wall.

I heard our daughter laughingly pointing it out to her friend a few days ago, and knew myself to be what I was:
A bamboozled, befuddled and bedraggled parent