So, my little guy likes to hide things. It's so bad, that if you see him grab your keys or the remote, you had better follow him or you can kiss that item good-bye. For weeks now I've been missing a pair of shoes. Hubby has been missing his XBOX Gears game - just the CD, not the box - which means (a) hubby has been grumpy and (b) it has been difficult to find. The only one NOT missing anything is Jake, but he pretty much locks his little brother out of his room.

Well, today I decided to clean the house. Okay, that's not quite accurate. I HAD to clean the house because our insurance agent is coming over tomorrow. Because I've put it off a while, it needed some serious attention. (I'm more of a keep-things-straight person than a dust-the-back-of-the-television person, so I had some work to do).

Here's what I found over the course of the last few hours:

-V's missing XBOX game
-A 1/4 full bottle for which we've been searching 3+ days (um, yeah, it stunk BAD!)
-V's tape measure
-8 binder clips
-2 DVDs
-5 socks
-8 partially eaten crackers
-1 pair of Jake's underwear
-2 Hot Wheels
-a piece of a transformer
-1 cookie sheet
-2 jars of baby food
-$.65 in change
-My calculator
-Miscellaneous pens and pencils
-1 pair shoes

We still haven't located:

-My WW Points calculator
-The remote to Jake's television
-My glasses
-Elmo

So, if you come to my house beware of (a) dust and (b) the little concealer.

With friendship!