Just the right kid for me.

I can be a little…forgetful?  scatterbrained??  both???  I’m one of those people who will get out of the car, lock the doors, put the keys in my pocket and then forget where I put the keys until they turn up in the dryer.  Oops.  (Those little clicker things don’t like being washed and dried, FYI.)  And  I do this stuff a lot….I take the clip out of my hair and then 10 minutes later I can’t find it.  I take my wedding ring off and put it somewhere “safe” and forget where that safe place was.  I try on two different shoes to decide which to wear and when I make the decision I leave the rejected shoe wherever I was standing and move on with my day…later I can’t find both of my shoes.  I finish talking on the phone and I carry it around until I set it down…somewhere. 

Poor Duhdee trails along behind me grabbing the keys and hanging them up, putting the phone back on the base, helping me search for my hair clips, reminding me where that other $&(*&%^( shoe is.   It makes him a little crazy. 

Last night I realized that Monkey is a mini-Duhdee in this regard.  When I walked through the front door he told me to take off my jacket and pointed toward the closet.   He told me to take off my shoes and pointed to the front hall closet again.  He followed me around while I was talking on the phone and, when I finished, he took the phone from my hand and put it away.  It’s rather funny, I do what he tells me without even thinking about it which makes Duhdee smirk and mutter something about Monkey having me wrapped around his finger.  I’m not really sure Duhdee’s reaching the right conclusion though, the way I see it Umma has two assistants doing all the stuff she never remembers to do

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