Scooby Doo...Where are you?

CLEANING OUT...

I have been working on Chloe Jo's room.  I had all of her toys in a pile that needed to find a home.  Before bringing in the new stuff I decided it was time to get rid of baby stuff... she has not been happy about me putting her things "in the hall".  ha

I really cannot believe she is too old for this stuff...but her room is way too full of toys she doesn't play with anymore.  Cleaning out with a three year old around is frustrating work. When I attempt to clean up I try to get all her pieces to certain things back in order. 

I looked up and she had gotten in to my "new toys" pile...UGH!  I have searched high and low...and I am telling you... if she doesn't find that Scooby Doo and Fred...it is not going to be good! 

I have spent a great portion of the last three years of my life looking for stuff.  It all started with the pacifier stage...if you are a mother then you know what I am talking about. Usually it is the remote...<you should see David when that thing is missing> that I have a little wooden box especially for on the side table...and looking for that thing has been off and on for nine years...(wonder why?) ha

Asking for help to find something around here is a joke...let's just say my family will never be awarded the prize for best Easter egg hunter...ha  If you cannot scan the room to find that something you are looking for...you might as well forget about it. 

I see fire engine red when I cannot find what I am looking for...because I am tired...

So, lets just say this Mystery Machine may have lost its main character...SCOOBY DOO,WHERE ARE YOU?