How can an entire train engine go missing ?
For Mr. C’s birthday a couple of weeks ago, we bought him a Brio remote control train engine. He already has a big box of wooden tracks and a variety of other engines, ramps, bridges, and tunnels. So we thought this would be a good addition. He can use a hand held remote to make the engine move forward and backward, and turn on its lights and have it make a whistle sound.
He played with it for about two days before the engine disappeared. We still had the remote, but could not find the engine. We looked everywhere. Under beds, under chairs, in the basement, under radiators, in the closets. This is a house that is filled with stuff. It’s not as though it’s too messy, it’s just packed as full as it can be. Ms. J and I got together when we were well into adulthood, so when we combined all of our stuff we ended up with two of everything. Not just two of every kitchen item, like having two blenders and two coffee pots, but also two of each piece of furniture. We’ve been slowly paring down all this excess stuff, but it’s still a pretty packed house here. So to look for anything that is lost can turn into a major project involving emptying out closets that are filled with boxes and looking under beds around more boxes. We looked and looked, but it was gone. We still had the remote, but not the engine.
Then the engine appeared. It was just sitting on the carpet in the living room one morning as if it had just been used. How did it get there ? Did the cat take a joy ride in the middle of the night ?
Problem was that now the remote had disappeared. We looked everywhere again. Under beds, under chairs, in the basement, under the radiators, in closets. Now we had the engine, but no remote control.
I then lost track of the engine and it too went missing again.
A few days later the remote appeared under a bookcase. Where did that come from ?
Since his birthday two weeks ago, he’s been able to play with the train for about 45 minutes. Now it’s been about a week since we saw the engine last. I’m trying to keep the remote in a safe place, and I’m watching the cat.
I’m sure it will turn up again, most likely 10 years from now when Mr. C is a teenager