That deranged toddler logic is so real. My grandson once hid my reading glasses in the freezer, nestled between the peas and ice cream. You really do have to abandon all adult reasoning and think like a tiny anarchist. It’s less detective work and more psychological profiling after a while. Saves so much time and sanity to skip straight to the bizarre possibilities.

Tried to wing a project last month without tracking anything. Honestly, it was a disaster waiting to happen. Tbh, I ended up with so many unresolved issues that I had to start over twice. Ngl, learning that lesson the hard way made me appreciate logging like nothing else. Now I jot down every little hiccup immediately, even if it seems trivial. Turns out, my brain's memory is about as reliable as a chocolate teapot.