Missing: One Brain, Slightly Used

We came home from the Bouncy Houses today, and my phone was not with us.  It was gone.  I search the car and my purse.  "Mommy, it's at the Bouncy Houses."  I can't call them because I only have a cell phone.  We don't have a land line.  I check my coat and my purse again.  "Mommy, it's at the Bouncy Houses."  I feed the boys and check the car again.  Drake is trying tell me something,  "Not right now Drake.  Mommy is looking for her phone."  Mommy, your phone is at the Bouncy Houses."  I put the boys down for Quiet Time.  I e-mail Tim to have him call the Bouncy Houses.  I wait and wait for a response.  After what seems like forever, I get a response that yes, indeed, my phone is at the Bouncy Houses.  I spend the rest of Quiet Time reading Rants from Mommyland and playing Bejeweled Blitz.  (Can't concentrate to actually do work or write.)  After QT, I asked Drake, "Did you see Mommy's phone fall out of her pocket at the Bouncy Houses?"  "Yes."  I have now informed him to TELL me the next time he sees this happen.

I lost my mind when I had a second child.  I used to have a great memory, but that's all gone now.  Shortly after the Wee One was born, I forgot to strap D in his car seat.  The first time, we didn't get very far.  The second time, we drove for 20 minutes.  I never forgot this before.  I told him that from now on, if I forget, to tell me.  He's only had to remind me a couple of times, but he always reminds me.