I thought I'd lost my touch!

I have a near photographic memory. I hesitate to say that it's truly photographic, because what if I forgot something? But, 99% of the time, if I see it I will remember it. So, imagine my horror when I thought the first signs of memory affected by age cropped up. It all started today when Dylan lost his book. I know he had it in the car last, so I am confident it will turn up. He thinks he left it at Wal-Mart. I know it made it out of Wal-Mart because when we were loading the bags in to the back of the van, he put it down inside the van. Well, when bedtime rolled around, he wanted his book but he couldn't find it. I told him that the last place I saw it was in the van. He said "nope, I brought it inside" - so sorry then, I can't help you - I didn't see it. While we are looking for the book, Brendan casually makes the comment "at least you only lost your book, I can't find my PSP". That grabbed my attention in a hurry! "What do you mean you can't find your PSP?", I ask (while frantically replaying in my brain the last time I remember seeing it). "When did you last play it?" (Here's the best part...) "The day we went to the dentist", he says. Back in my brain I go... that was on Tuesday, December 30. "Your PSP has been missing since Tuesday, and you're just bringing it up now?!"
"I didn't want to tell you." Fair enough - I wouldn't want to tell me either :)
Ok, I try and stay calm - it has to be somewhere, right? I am just praying that it is somewhere in our house or car and not at the mall, Costco, White Spot, Wal-mart or any other place that we stopped that day. (This could be the best place to mention that the PSP is not supposed to leave the house without permission - that way, I have a heads up and I keep my eye on it.)
So, I make Brendan rack his brain to figure out when he thinks he played it last. Apparently my unshakable son is quite shakeable when the pressure is on because the tears started to fall. Me, being the ever compassionate parent, told him to "save it and think because tears are the last thing that will bring back the PSP." He knows it left the dentist's office with him. I know I picked it up at the mall when his brother left it on a table and I put it in my purse. I also know that I gave it back to him when we got to the van in the parking lot. He thinks he might have played it in the van on the way to Langley that night. I did not see it, so I can't help. Then he thinks he took it in at Grammie and Grandad's. Nope, I know I saw his hands carry a bag and turn the door knob - there was no PSP there. He says it was in his pocket. Ok, but I know it was not on the counter at Grammie and Grandad's and we never left the front entry way while we were there. At this point, I scan through the rest of the night in my brain, and I came in to the house first that night and didn't see the boys come in, put down their things or lock up the house. I know the last time I physically saw the PSP was in the van and the last time I heard it was in the van. So, out to the van we go (in the dark and rainy night) and there is no PSP. The thing is, I'm starting to panic that I can't remember seeing it anywhere after we got in the van. How can that be? If it was in the van, I would've seen it. If he put it down in the house, I would've seen it.
So, while he's in tears because he's lost his brand new, prized possession, I'm ready for a tear myself because my perfect memory is failing me. I am visually scanning every room in my head and it is no where. I send Brendan to bed - which is probably for the best because now I'm more worried about my mind than his PSP!
I know that his new game is downstairs on the corner of the desk in the mud room. He bought that game the day the PSP went missing, but he swears he was playing the game the last time he had it. I yell for him to come downstairs. He arrives in the mud room and I point out the game and it's case. So, logically, if you know you were playing that game, the PSP must be here - so think! I make him sit in the chair at the desk and try to remember taking the game out of the PSP, and putting it back in it's case - and what did you do with the PSP?
I think I actually saw the light bulb go on... "I put it on top of my amp (beside the desk) while I checked my email. When I got up from the chair, I bumped the desk and something fell, but I didn't look to see what it was." And there, behind the amp was the PSP.

Praise Jesus! The PSP was found and my memory was in tact. I didn't forget seeing it, I actually didn't see it. That is rare in our house, I usually know where everything is and could pinpoint a corner of a piece of paper in a pile if I had to.