The Lost and (sometimes) Found

For those of you who have followed the blog for any length of time, you are probably guessing this post is going to be about Alex. Actually, (now I'll probably regret saying this), he has had a good year. Aside from the first day when he lost his lunch box, all things are still accounted for. Anna, of course, hasn't even lost one crayon, but I'm not surprised. No, this post is about sweet litte Sarah. Looking for things where you last left them has taken on an entirely new meaning. Sarah is very good at "picking up". We actually play this game with her and encourage her to pick up her toys and put them away. She does and we clap. However, she also picks up everything else and shoves it in various places as well. It is not unsual to put on a shoe and find a pacifier or a stray toy of some kind in the toe. She also really likes car keys and has hidden them in some very creative places. The worst thing she hides, though is her milk cups. It wouldn't be bad if they were all empty, but sometimes there is just a little milk left in the bottom. Not so fun finding these in a drawer 2 weeks later. Disgusting. Ok, so what actually made me post about this was the phone. For about the past week, one of the cordless phones has been missing. We have taken apart couch cushions, toy boxes and looked in every drawer that Sarah could possibly get to. No phone. We've even asked Sarah where she put the phone. She just gives us a really cute look and puts her hands up as if to say, "I don't know what you people are talking about, but how could you possibly be mad at this face?" Well, today I was digging through the shoe closet trying to find a matching pair of shoes for Sarah since we had to go to Alexis' birthday party. The phone rings. It is in the closet somewhere. I start ripping apart the closet looking for the lost phone. After about 20 minutes and a missed call (I didn't bother grabbing the other one since I was so excited the lost one was nearly found) I located the wayward phone in a coat pocket. I'm guessing she shoved it in the pocket and then it got hung up in the closet. Probably the last place we would have looked. Just never know what you'll find at our house. I guess it's kind of like living in a real life hide and seek game all the time. I wonder if secretly Sarah really knows what she is doing and is taking some kind of evil enjoyment in watching us look all over for her hidden little treasures. Wonder what she'll hide next....