Kate has been hoarding things lately (her own toys as well as other household items she can sneak off with). Yesterday, I couldn't find my right tennis shoe anywhere. These days, if you can't find something, you should always check with Kate. When I called her name, I heard her slam her bedroom door shut. That is always an ominous sign. It means she is (...or at least she thinks she is) doing something she isn't supposed to do. When I opened her door, she crawled out of her tent and went to hide behind her bookshelf. It was the old "if I can't see you then you can't see me" technique. Sure enough, inside her tent I found my shoe ...and a used paper towel, a laundry hamper lid, my phone, the remote control, a pair of baby nail clippers and a weird tool thingy. I confiscated the contraband and left her room. As soon as I walked out, she slammed the door behind me. I guess that means there is still probably an illicit item hidden somewhere in her toy pile. I'll have to do another raid today.
