My 18-year-old daughter Katie has lost the following things:
our house keys too many times to count
her Uggs stolen at a track meet, Boston, USA
non-internet cell phone #1 left on a table in school cafeteria; stolen
non-internet cell phone #2 “uh, somewhere”
non-internet cell phone #3 dropped in toilet
$200 North Face jacket lost on the first day she wore it, Cambridge, UK
my Raleigh bike left unlocked in a Cambridge bike rack; stolen
various t-shirts “swapped” with friends; never returned
Converse sneakers left at a friend’s house, never found
all of her school papers left in the women’s bathroom at high school
my socks lost one of each pair
my ear buds (borrowed) “how would I know where they are?”
my necklace (ditto) “not me”
my connector cables (ditto) “somewhere”
my Obama t-shirt (ditto) “what???”
my slippers (ditto) “really, Mom, really?”
her iPhone 5 Never ever lost even for a second*
*because how could she function without it?
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