I have a third child.
I know I have only talked about Bryan and Caitlin, but that's because I don't see my third child very often. This child is the oldest and was around quit a bit when Bryan and Caitlin were small.
I had very little control over this kid and I admit, I was content when this child wasn't in the house. As Bryan and Caitlin got older, we saw less and less of this oldest sibling. This kid would come and go on a whim, but when the three of them were in the house .... well it was chaos.
After Bryan moved out, there were very few visits from this kid. Since Caitlin has moved out, I had almost forgotten about the fact that I had three children .... until last night.
I don't know when, but that kid must have come home when I wasn't there.
I have my TV, DVD player, CD player, and receiver all hooked up and controlled by one remote controller. ( I have some testosterone in that department) I am anal about cords and wires. All my cords are neatly rolled up and secured with a zip tie. They lay flat behind each unit and fit snug to the wall.
I loaded 5 discs in the CD player, hit the remote and nothing. No power, no CD player, nothing. After forever, trying to get it to work, I pulled the unit away from the wall.
This is what I found:
There was an extra cable cord, not attached to anything. There was a power cord plugged into the wall, but going into nothing. Proof, hands down, no doubt ... that kid was back.
You probably are wondering what this kid's name is.
My mystery child has a couple names ...
"Not Me" ... "I didn't do it" or "I don't know"
When ever something went wrong, got broken, or came up missing, I'd ask Bryan and Caitlin,
"Who did this?"
That's when I became aware I had a third child.
