Magician $320

Slight of hand is perhaps the most important arrow in the quiver of Motherhood. Some time in the last week, unbeknownst to me, someone snuck in to my house and put baby-crack on my car keys. They are the only thing that my daughter wants, she apparently cannot live without them (her high pitched screeching communicates this pretty effectively), and she can now spot them from 75 yards out.
So, I have resorted to opening the front door with my keys tucked in my back pocket. My neighbors must be wondering at this point if I severely distrust them because I only walk up to my front door backwards, and then appear to use my butt to open the door.
Today I made a fatal mistake, right before we were leaving the house so she could spend some quality time with her Grandad Karl I pulled out the keys. I know, I know, rookie blunder.
With a little song and dance for distraction I preformed a slight of hand trick and replaced the keys with large plastic baby ones and stowed the real thing safely in the back pocket of concealment. Turns out I am quite a magician!