A Situation Develops At Our House
A major crisis for 3 1/2 year old, Abby. Therefore, it becomes a major problem for all of us.
It is 8:00 p.m. Abby and Sadie are getting ready to go home with their Mother.
Abby cannot find her slippers. These are not just average slippers. These are Abby’s favourite Ruby Red Slippers.
Everyone is tired. Too tired to check throughout the house looking for slippers. We turn the house upside down anyways.
We look inside toy ovens, doll beds, lego crates, toy boxes, under pillows and in closets. We look everywhere! No luck. We cannot find Abby’s slippers anywhere.
Lots of crying and then good night hugs. The girls go home with their Mother.
During The Night
I wake up during the night with my mind racing. I am replaying yesterday and retracing my steps.
Yesterday morning, I had loaded up the stroller and taken three grandchildren, ages one, three and five to play in a park close to our house.
Packing up to return home, I saw the red slippers in the bottom of the stroller.
Or so I thought.
Crammed in the bottom of the stroller were water bottles, snack containers, dolls, stuffys and a blanket.
It dawned on me, at first glance I could have mistaken the shiny red water bottle for the red slippers hidden in the chaos.
In The Morning
I tell my husband there is a possibility the slippers were lost somewhere at the park. The children had been playing all over the grassy field.
If by chance the shoes were discovered, they will likely have been discarded or they will have gone home with someone by now.
My husband sees my disappointed face and he encourages us to at least take a look. We arrive at the park and notice the newly mowed grass. Darn. The lawn mowers could have easily chewed up the slippers.
I see something red and shiny on a table at the edge of the playground.
The Ruby Red Slippers!
Yay! Tears of joy and a lump in my throat!
These little red slippers may be a minor thing in the scheme of life.
They also represent a major part of what is good in my life.
Our 3 year old: The smile and squeal of delight when I FaceTime with her and show her the slippers.
My husband: How he reads the disappointment on my face and helps me hunt for little ruby red slippers. I easily fall in love with him again.
The people in my neighbourhood: The shoes were picked up and placed in an obvious area. Many children play in that park all day long. They had left the shoes visible for us to find.
Me: Amidst the chaos I did remember to return home from the park with three grandchildren.
A successful day!
Have you ever lost something important in your life?
Postscript: You may be wondering whether Abby left the park with shoes on. Yes, Abby had shoes on. That day it was her Pink Bear wearing the Ruby Red Slippers.