I Don’t Think This is What They Meant When The Directions Said ‘Search for Hidden Objects’
August 21, 2006
So I didn’t get to go to St. Augustine this weekend, because I’ve been dealing with separation anxiety with Spiff going to Middle School…
(It is basically the equivalent of working at a job for 40 years and then coming into work one day and being told that you are being retired – and thank you for all the hard work you’ve done – we’ll take it from here. You know, depressing stuff.)
So I got sick.
I laid low. I rested. And on a family trip to Target Spiff and I decided to pick up a little, trifling, 750 piece puzzle to put together.
Now, I have to clarify. I LOVE puzzles, love them. When I am pregnant, I am obsessive about them. I have several framed in my house (don’t worry, they are actually kind of cool) and I can do them pretty quickly, especially with help from family. The idea was that we would do this as a family, and have some family bonding time.
Milton Bradley always makes it look so easy on the cover of their games, don’t they? They apparently don’t have things in their house like GameCube.
Spiff didn’t help at first, he was too busy trying to convince me to let him play GameCube. I finally gave in because I wanted to just focus on the puzzle. See, I AM obsessed.
This wasn’t just any puzzle, this was a CSI Puzzle a puzzle with no picture on the cover that matches what you put together. It also comes with an ultraviolet light to view clues with, and a booklet to read about the case. We were stoked – and by “we” I mean the Hubby and I. Spiff was off GameCubing. He came around later to help out, but Hubby and I finished the bulk of the puzzle. BIG props to Uncle A for pitching in too!
So, we get this puzzle completed, and we read the booklet. We then shut off all the lights to view the puzzle with the black light so we can see the clues. We look, and look, and look.
There are none.
But there are several blank pages in the back of the booklet. I shine the wand over those pages, and there are letters! and words! and the solution! Much rejoicing was had. Not because we had validation that we were right (which was nice), but that we had found the darned solution!
Scamp decided he just had to have the blacklight wand, so we let him play with it for a bit. Just before he was going to bed, he screamed in panic; he had lost the wand! Much tearing up of the sofa ensued, and scouring of the house to find the wand, but it was to no avail. It had vanished into the mists of time. We were sad.
The next morning, Scamp gets up, comes out to the sofa, and snuggles into my lap to watch cartoons. A millisecond later, he gets up to go see what his brother is doing in the office. Not long after that he comes running out to the family room and tells us “I found the wand!” We asked him where it was. He then says:
“It was in my underwear, in my ‘pocket’. I put it there for safekeeping.”
It was definitely one place I would have never thought to look, that’s for sure.
I had no idea young boy’s underwear had so many “pockets”.
