So now that I'm back to my early morning hours at work, I like to set out my clothes and accessories the previous evening.
Last night, I laid out a green and gold beaded necklace and matching earrings.
About an hour later I noticed the earrings were gone. I looked everywhere.
Finally, Wyatt (who was supposed to have been asleep) busted into my bedroom. I took a chance and said, "Wyatt, Mommy had a pair of earrings sitting here on the counter, have you seen them?" I really didn't expect an answer.
Instead, he says immediately and with a smile, "Yes, they are under my bed."
"Can you get them?" I ask.
So he scoots out of the room and shimmies under his bed. He comes out beaming, holding the earrings I'd just lost and two other pairs I'd been missing for weeks.
I apparently have a young cat burglar in the house.
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