Sometimes I like to hang out in Daddy's office while he works. He lets me get into drawers and play in his briefcase. Sometimes I will even leave him a little present in his bag, like one of my toothbrushes, just so he thinks of me when he is flying in his airplanes and going places.
Yesterday, while I was trying to be cute and play with him, he was still pretty busy working and shoo'd me away with his car keys to play with. How was I to know he would need them back?
Last night he kept asking me where the keys were, and all I could think to say was "oh no!" as I ran around with mom and dad as they tore the house up looking for the keys that I put so carefully in a special place.
They never did find what they were looking for.
This afternoon daddy started calling mom into the bathroom where he was reading his sports magazine. Mom walked in with hesitation, and dad simply pointed at my potty.
He finally figured out where I hid them!
