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Missing kids.
Normally that would strike fear into the hearts of any a parent, but not here in the fraccy household. Oh indeed, the kids aren’t home and though I may have worried for a very brief moment, thanks to the internet, I am no longer worried about where my kids might be.
I, while Mr. Fracas was making the case for calling the local authorities for help was trying to console myself through the tears by surfing the internet.
Yes, that’s what I do when I’m upset. Who are you to judge… what are you doing right now? Yeah. See?
So there I was, blue in the face from trying to explain to him that being over the age of 16, sufficient time had not gone by in order to declare them technically “missing” and likely, some snot-nosed officer young enough to be my own kid would lecture us about how they can’t really do anything anyway because if they don’t want to come home… they can’t force them to.
So you see… I needed to take solace in the internet. I needed to take my mind off of the countless very dangerous and unsettling things the young ‘uns could be doing to ruin their little bodies (does it get worse than all sorts of facial piercings and hair the color of every color in the rainbow) or end up prison-bound for eternity (well, that’s an exaggeration obviously since we live in Canada where no one stays in jail for almost anything anymore).
And then, when I was least expecting it, the internet (as it is known to do) provided me with the answer to where my kids are! Quite seriously, a headline over at The New York Times told me exactly where my kids have been; the evidence was overwhelming.
Eureka! My kids have been found, and that even explains why they didn’t call.
I’m so relieved I’m going shopping for a new bra and some fraccy shoes.
Please let the good folks over at Humor-Blogs know I’ll be out for the day. There are a few blogs listed there where I’m sure a broken toilet is to blame. Click me ahead of Kevin again, and I might even post a photo of the new bra.
