Of her car?

Every thing every time is in the last place you look.

As opposed to finding something and then continueing to look for it?

spider baby, spider baby...

That little rascal Swee Pea.

"On the roof" trifecta in play?

TheMysticS: Every thing every time is in the last place you look.

I always look one more place after I found what I'm looking for, just so it won't be the last place.

A concerned neighbor called 911.

How about telling your neighbor the kid is on the farking roof. No, call 911 and wait for the cops to come?

/Maybe her neighbors didn't like her, or just think they were absolute dicks.

cig-mkr: TheMysticS: Every thing every time is in the last place you look.

I always look one more place after I found what I'm looking for, just so it won't be the last place.

I look in additional places to see if quantum mechanics have finally caused my keys to be in two places at the same time.

TheMysticS: Every thing every time is in the last place you look.

Of course it is; you stop looking. Unless...
You never find it.

/a mind is a terrible thing to lose.

A few times my neighbor's kid escaped.
1) kicked out a screen from a window
2) jump onto the compost heap
3) climb over the fence of the compost pen
4) run to the neighbor with cookies and DSS on speed dial (not me)

wildcardjack: I look in additional places to see if quantum mechanics have finally caused my keys to be in two places at the same time.

Look in Schrodinger's pocket. You'll find half of them there.

We get a lot a calls on these little bastards this time of year. Once the first frost hits, they like to crawl up into people's attics or gnaw their way into interior crawlspaces. They hate the cold and they aren't the best foragers, so they typically starve to death and leave and awful stink, like a sick retarded kid shiat straight up your nostrils.

I tell all my friends to carry a hammer in their car. When they see one of these little pukes, brain it. A hole chewed in your neighbor's roof is as good as a hole chewed in your roof next fall.

Just this morning this little old lady called me up and told me her power was out and the electric company wouldn't do anything about it. I went over to have a look and maybe get some sex. Sure enough, one of the little black ones had chewed through the 220 volt line. Smelled like a burning hair cigar. Took an hour to scrape the charred flesh off the line and patch it. The old woman's incontinenance was all flared up, so I had to use a warm wash rag.

Oh well, keep your eyes peeled.

Bureau of Missing Babies?

Hold please

[Muzak] Baby come back, you can blame it all on me . . .

Wait...a 2 year old is able to crawl up on roof of house? I am not Nostradamus, but I see a very lucrative career as a gutter cleaner for the kid. Well, maybe not lucrative, but a career just the same.

Gods, I remember the last time that I lost a toddler; it took me about thirty minutes to find her in one of the cabinets. My parents still blame me for the missing vodka.

/// damn you, little sis

Roof Baby isn't half as disturbing as Ceiling Baby.

If Mom hadn't had her hat on backwards, the kid would have come in on her own.

Has the child built a playing card tower yet?

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iheartscotch: As opposed to finding something and then continueing to look for it?

Just because I am a smart-ass...a few months ago I was looking for the remote...after I found it I looked in one more place just to be funny.

I crack myself up sometimes

While she's up there, could you have her get my Frisbee?

My son could crawl up a damn ray of sunshine, he crawled up EVERYTHING, even into the very-high-off-the ground tree fort

misterfweem: Bureau of Missing Babies?

Hold please

[Muzak] Baby come back, you can blame it all on me . . .

...brief pause...

Would you know my name / If I saw you in heaven?

For whatever reason, my friends youngest would often climb out of bed in the morning, go into the kitchen and climb the cabinets. They would find him sitting comfortably on the top of the cabinets, about 8 feet in the air, eating cookies when they woke up in the morning. Years later, he is still one of those kids that seem to be part squirrel, always climbing to get to the highest point of anything in the area. His other kids were never that adventurous.

pkellmey: For whatever reason, my friends youngest would often climb out of bed in the morning, go into the kitchen and climb the cabinets. They would find him sitting comfortably on the top of the cabinets, about 8 feet in the air, eating cookies when they woke up in the morning. Years later, he is still one of those kids that seem to be part squirrel, always climbing to get to the highest point of anything in the area. His other kids were never that adventurous.

Invest in that kid!

Get off the Shed!

TheMysticS: Every thing every time is in the last place you look.

In defense of "It's always in the last place you look," consider:

1) You misplace your keys and decide that, of your four room house, they are most likely in the living room; followed by the bedroom, kitchen, and bathroom, in descending order of likelihood.
2) You search in that order -- living room, bedroom, kitchen, bathroom -- and find them in the bathroom.
3) If you'd found them in the bedroom, you could say "They were in the first place I looked." But in this situation, you can rightly say "They were in the last place I looked."

"Where's Carl?!?"

jasimo: TheMysticS: Every thing every time is in the last place you look.

In defense of "It's always in the last place you look," consider:

1) You misplace your keys and decide that, of your four room house, they are most likely in the living room; followed by the bedroom, kitchen, and bathroom, in descending order of likelihood.
2) You search in that order -- living room, bedroom, kitchen, bathroom -- and find them in the bathroom.
3) If you'd found them in the bedroom, you could say "They were in the first place I looked." But in this situation, you can rightly say "They were in the last place I looked."


I always look in the last place first. Thought everyone knew about that.

shiat, this could be my kid.

Seriously, she is part Spider Monkey or something. I may have to have talk with my wife about the frequency of her Zoo visits...

dabbletech: jasimo: TheMysticS: Every thing every time is in the last place you look.

In defense of "It's always in the last place you look," consider:

1) You misplace your keys and decide that, of your four room house, they are most likely in the living room; followed by the bedroom, kitchen, and bathroom, in descending order of likelihood.
2) You search in that order -- living room, bedroom, kitchen, bathroom -- and find them in the bathroom.
3) If you'd found them in the bedroom, you could say "They were in the first place I looked." But in this situation, you can rightly say "They were in the last place I looked."


I always look in the last place first. Thought everyone knew about that.

My problem is that I always look in the last place first, but after a few times it has become the first place and it is never there.

FTFA: A concerned neighbor called 911.

Instead of, uh, running outside and shouting: "Hey! Your kid's on the roof!"???

One of our upstairs bedrooms has windows that open onto the roof of the garage. It's like a magnet for little kids. If the neighbors had called the cops every time one of my little ones was on the roof, I'd probably still be in jail.

BenSaw: FTFA: A concerned neighbor called 911.

Instead of, uh, running outside and shouting: "Hey! Your kid's on the roof!"???

What good is being a busybody if you can't the law involved.

pkellmey: dabbletech: jasimo: TheMysticS: Every thing every time is in the last place you look.

In defense of "It's always in the last place you look," consider:

1) You misplace your keys and decide that, of your four room house, they are most likely in the living room; followed by the bedroom, kitchen, and bathroom, in descending order of likelihood.
2) You search in that order -- living room, bedroom, kitchen, bathroom -- and find them in the bathroom.
3) If you'd found them in the bedroom, you could say "They were in the first place I looked." But in this situation, you can rightly say "They were in the last place I looked."


I always look in the last place first. Thought everyone knew about that.

My problem is that I always look in the last place first, but after a few times it has become the first place and it is never there.

You have to get in the zone if you're going to deceive yourself.

Couldn't find the one where he hides on the roof

It's so scary. Our daughter who is now 26 years old was about 4 when she wandered out of the garage where she was playing. Her older sister and I were out for a bike ride. When I got back I asked where she was. "oh probably upstairs taking a nap with grandma." After an hour grandma comes down the stairs. Where's Rose? I don't know...OHHHHHHHHshiat
Scariest 20 minutes of my life. We found her in the protective arms of a complete stranger who probably thought we were the worst parents in the world. Our dear Rose graduated Magna Cum Laude a couple of years ago and is a successful History Teacher.

Link

comedy gold at the 6 minute mark.

iheartscotch: As opposed to finding something and then continueing to look for it?

that's what i do all the time.
then i blame the problem on Romney while going FLIP-FLOP with my hands