Why didn't I think of that earlier?

I have spent the last I don't know how long turning my house up-side-down and in-side-out looking for an important cream I have to apply to Joe Joe twice a day (circ drama is not over), and I was beginning to come to terms with the idea of calling the doctor and trying to get another prescription. I dreaded making that call, in part because for the last two appointments I have had with the specialist, I have mixed up the time, and gone at the wrong time, and the nice doctor has had to cram us in when he was all packed to go home. Yes, I did it twice. Not a call I wanted to make--as if I needed to confirm to him my inability to keep track of important things.

A month ago I had also lost my credit card and driver's license. I about drove myself mad looking for them. Then, in the corner of the nursery, I spotted a little tattered hand-me-down-from-the-cousins pink purse. It had an odd square-ish form to it. The tiny zipper is broke off, so you have to grab the remaining piece and try and pull it to open. Eureka! And may I add, a rather logical place for Sadie to keep my license and credit card.

That is in part why I didn't see it coming, and why I can't seem to pin down the two-year-old thought process as to why Sadie was storing Joe Joe's wee-wee cream in her purse as well.