It started as a simple "Chip?...Chip?", and escalated in about 7 seconds to a full scale "CHIIIIP????".
Bellerina came flying around the corner in to the kitchen, looking at me with huge terrified eyes, "Mama, need Chip!".
Chip is of course her tea cup, and probably the only toy that was not in the living room strewn from one end to the other.
"Ok baby", I very calmly took her hand and led her to her kitchen, where of course, this mama keeps Chip. Or so I thought.
Hmmm..not in the kitchen, or in the tent, or under the couch (but wow do I have to vacuum under there), or in the cushions, or in the DVDs...ok, now mama is close to panic mode too.
A full 20 minutes of searching finally yielded Chip in the sock bin, in her room, pretty much 7/8 of the way across the house from where he belongs.
I can only assume that he snuck there in the middle of the night for a tryst with the puppet, Calcetine.
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