Charlotte couldn't find her flip flops yesterday (we were out all day, so we really didn't have time to search) and today, exasperated Charlotte says again, "I can't find my flip flops!"
My two year old flip flops happened to finally break today, so I told Charlotte that I'd need to go out and get a new pair. She reminded me that hers are lost (forever) and she'll need a new pair, too.
Well, we stayed home today so that we (I) could clean the house -windows were washed, floors were swept and mopped, and things were put away, including the small pile of Steve's clothes and Charlotte's books on the couch -and guess what was on the bottom of the pile, tucked in between the couch cushions...
"Charlotte! Guess what I just found?!"
"AN EASTER EGG?????!!!!"
She was serious. She was thrilled to have her shoes back though.
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