Look at that precious face! It looks so innocent, and yet...
Friday, his two best sippy cups went missing. This was tragic because they are the only two cups in the house that don't leak and that he cannot get the stoppers out of and then make puddles of milk, juice, or water to fingerpaint in.
I began the search. I would even ask him..."where are your cups?", because often he will "stash" them in a chest or cupboard and when I ask, he goes straight to them. So, I asked, and each time he would run to a different spot. For instance the couch. He would throw himself down on his tummy look under the couch and point. I would victoriously run over throw myself down on my tummy and look at dust and toys...but no sippy. This episode repeated itself time and again. Under the entertainment center, in the dress up box, under the treadmill, you get the idea. By the end of Friday--no cups!
I was a little concerned because I knew one of the cups contained whole milk and would surely be found soon do to a smell I wasn't looking forward to. Saturday the search began again but this time, without help. I looked EVERYWHERE! I went through all the kitchen cupboards, emptied the toy boxes, searched drawers and cabinets and toys with hiding places...those darn cups didn't turn up ANYWHERE!
When Tigercub woke from his nap, I decided to try one more time and asked him where his cup was. Without even a pause, he walked out of the room and returned with one of the missing cups! "Where did you get that?" I screamed. He marched into the playroom and went straight to a window of Dancer's Rose Petal Cottage. FB was standing next to it and looked. That little hurricane on two feet had unzipped the lining on the house from the outside. Looking between the layers we found: the other missing cup, several missing toys, all of my measuring cups and all of my measuring spoons (which, incidentally, I had replaced about 1 month ago when this same scenario played out but with less success).
I'm not really sure of what the moral to this story is, but if you happen to have any missing utensils, toys or small animals and you happen to be the owner of the ever popular Rose Petal Cottage, you might want to go unzip it...it could be a treasure trove!
4 comments:
what a cute and creative kid...and that sweet smile this morning, adorable! we had our sagas of missing sippy cups and the worst was the ones w/ spoiled milk. you eventually found those ones just by the smell. gross!
ha ha ha ..what a little trixter!
Well, I don't know if this will make you feel better or worse, Katie, but my kids are 12 and 9 and we still have to go on those treasure hunts! ;0)
LOL!
All of our missing things are usually in the trash, because somehow it is very easy to confuse the trash can and the sink when clearing your dishes off the table, and nearly as easy to confuse the trash can and the dirty clothes basket when changing yourself.
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