Mailbox Keys

About four or five months ago Dutch and I went out to check the mail. On the way into the house Dutch wanted to carry the mailbox keys. No big deal, I let him before and once we get into the house I take the keys and hang them back up. Well I forgot to take the keys back when we got into the house. And it wasn't until a couple of days later when I wanted to check the mail that I realized they were gone. So I searched the house high and low, I couldn't find them anywhere. But I figured they would show up in a few days. Well they didn't, so I couple of days later David and I searched the house again, from top to bottom. No such luck. So I just waited for our mail lady to come so I could get the mail. I figured that they would show up so I wanted to wait just a little bit longer. Well a few weeks pass and they don't turn up so I figured Dutch must have thrown them away. He was going through this phase where he was throwing everything in the trash, his toys, my kitchen towels, etc. So I decide to just go ahead and get some new keys. Well it turns out that it is a lot harder to get mail keys than I had thought it would be. I finally figured out that in order to get new keys I have to call a locksmith. So I make some calls. And it is going to cost about 100 dollars to get new keys. I don't have an extra $100 just laying around for some mail keys, so I continue to just wait for the mail lady once a week. Which is no fun at all. I only have one window in my house the faces my front yard and it is in my dining room. A room I never go into during the day. And the mail lady comes anywhere between 11 and 3. So I have to keep walking into the dining room about every five minutes to make sure I don't miss her. Her name is Crystal, we actually became friends throughout this ordeal. Anyways this goes on for probably four months. But finally the other day I decided to completely reorganize Dutch's closet. Which I have already searched for the keys in there, they weren't in there or so I thought. I took everything out. I store all of the baby things that we aren't currently using in that closet. So I finally get everything out of the closet except for this one last toy. It's a toy that snaps onto the highchair. Anyways when I get to the toy I was about to just toss it into the room to figure out what to do with later, when I realize that it is put together wrong, so I decided to put it together right just real quick. And low and behold in the little hole on this toy is my keys. I still would not have found my mail keys if I hadn't decided to put the toy back to it's proper order, I didn't see them when I picked the toy up. But I was so excited. So now I no longer have to wait for Crystal anymore, it's so nice. I even had one of my stupid Breezy blond thoughts when I found my keys. My mom will appreciate this. I thought to myself, "I hope these keys still work in my mailbox." I'm a dork I know, but guess what, they do still fit in my mailbox and it is so nice to be able to check my mail when ever I want.

Here is the toy that I found them in. Did you see the keys right away? And this is the pile of stuff that the toy was under. How Dutch managed this one, I will never know. Because this toy was completely under all this stuff.