"I can't find it!"

We got the entire interior of the house painted a couple of weeks ago.  For the most part, things are returned to their correct locations.  However, we started preschool and I can't find the remainder of the small paper bags I had to make puppets.  Annoying.
And now I can't find my journal.
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I know it's around here somewhere, but it's 11:30 and Aaron's already asleep in our room, and this is going to take more than the average search.  And my family was particularly perfect this evening, thus needing documentation.
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Aaron and I were telling the kids that Uncle Jared was on his way home from Afganistan, and had landed in Turkey.  Aaron used the joke, "You know, Turkey and Hungary should really get together.  It would solve a lot of problems."  Alex and Ben just started giggling - FINALLY getting the joke we've told for years!  Then they started adding their own.
Alex: "If you want to learn to play tennis, you need to go to Tennessee!"
Ben: "If you want a long walk, head to Rome."
Aaron: "If you're a little smelly, head to Cologne."  I added, "Or if you're from Pittsburg!"
Aaron, again: "If your Aunt Helen can't swim, don't go to Helsinki!"
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Lots of bedtime giggles at this house.
I love that our children have a fantastic sense of humor!