Got home and my friend's baby is sitting happily on the counter in my kitchen. I head over to my friend's house, and he and his wife calmly ask if I've seen the kid. I'm like "oh yeah I forgot, he's in my kitchen - I'll bring him over later." But then I forget again, and don't take him back til the next day. And they don't freak out.

Probably just means I'm an awful parent and know it subconciously.