I guess I have the day off. :(

Took me almost 2 hours to get ready for work today.  Shower, make sure Dylan has a good feeding and gathering my supplies.  Heading out the door 15 minutes early.  Can't find my keys. "Lincoln where are mommy's keys?" He laughs and says "I hab yoo keys mommy." "Lincoln did you take mommy's keys?" "Yep, I took yoo keys."  "Are you copying me or did you really hide them?"  "Ummm... I dunnoo Mommy."  I look all over the place.  Toy box, under the couch, upstairs, the garage, the shoe rack, the pantry... you name it.  I ransacked the house COPS style.  Finally after 25 minutes I give up.  It will take me 20 minutes to get to work.  My client will be there in 5.  My house smells like boy, dirty diaper and the sink is overflowing with dishes.  I want... no... I NEED to leave.  I need to get out of here.  Dylan is crying and chasing me around crawling as fast as he can while Lincoln chants "Find yoo keys Mom.  Find yooooo keys!"  I run past Nolan who is double checking the garage for me but he is playing with pool balls and I catch him.  "WHAT are you doing?!  Help me find my keys!"  "Oh" He says "I think I got a splinter. That is why I am not looking for them."  I yell upstairs to Taylor "WHY does this stuff happen when I NEED to leave!" and he tells me "Well maybe you should always put your keys in the same spot."  Does he really think I want to hear that right now?  HE knows that even if I taped them to the cieling our children would find a way to get them down and do something fun with them... like flush them down the toilet or some other creative game.  So I canceled my client.  She was so sweet.  She wrote me back saying that she understands, that she will reschedule and that she will pray that I find my keys and have a stressfree day.  <3  That made me feel so much better.  NOW WHERE ARE MY KEYS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!???????????