You know how the Moms always know where everything is and the Dad's and all the kids ask her where stuff is?  Like that commercial, "Mom, where are my books?"  "Honey, where are my socks?"  And she tells them and looks so smart?

Well, by living this closely and in this confined space, I have figured out  how this happens.

She moves stuff.

Since we started, I have noticed that items started not being where they had been.  It has happened slowly - first the stamps, envelopes, and raisins....  Then the cups, plates, bowls....

When I asked Patti Sue where these items were (like husbands and kids are supposed to), she told me (like only a Mom is supposed to be able to).  The oddity of this must have been apparent (since I hadn't had to ask for the first 4 weeks) and she slipped with the admission that she had moved them to a more 'appropriate' place and had 'forgotten' to mention it.

It wasn't like we had been at work or at school, or had been otherwise distracted.  I mean, when could she even had done it?  It had to be when we were sleeping or waiting for her to get ready to go someplace.  There is a motherhood secret vow of some sort involved here.

I figure the internet is a good place for this to be revealed.