The Kitchen Is Closed

Last night we were over at Todd and Amy's. It was starting to get late but Oliver was giving signs that he wanted to eat something. He went in the kitchen and opened the fridge door. Amy went and closed the fridge door. She said, "The kitchen is closed." I laughed and said, "Your kitchen gets closed?" Amy said, "I promised myself I would never say that."

The thing I promised myself as a kid I would never say as a parent was, "We cannot afford that." Now, tell me, did I ever say that as a parent?

Grateful for prompting

Yesterday morning, I went to the temple with an Elder from the North Star Ward who was receiving his own endowment. When I came home, I parked on the street rather than deal with the dog and the gate, got the mail and came in the house. I decided to call one of my daughters. I looked for my phone. It was in my purse which wasn't with the mail or the temple bag. I went back and looked for it in the car. We don't want to leave anything valuable in the car on the street as there have been some recent break-ins in our neighborhood, four on our street alone which I am aware of. It wasn't in the car. I double checked in the house and still didn't find it. I tried to think back over every step because I was baffled about what had happened to it. I went back outside and looked by the mailbox. It was in the gutter by the mailbox and not easily seen except from the street. It would have been a disaster if someone nefarious would have found it. Not only did it have my ID in it but also my credit cards and worse of all, the keys to both cars and the house. I felt very grateful that I started to search for my phone the second I was in the house or I might not have missed it until it was too late.