That’s the perpetual state of our stuff inside the house. Courtesy of our now-talkative toddler. Last night I finished scanning a couple of documents which my mom needs to carry with her to the office, and I was about to print them out, when I noticed the two Canon Ink Cartridges are missing from the printer. Paulie had to remove both of them the other day because he was cleaning the workstation thoroughly. Next thing he knew, he couldn’t find where he put it.
Guess who the culprit is. Yes, of course it was Svet. Who else could it be? It was useless asking her (she’ll just smile at you with that impish smile and run) so he figured he’ll just look for it when we need it already. He forgot to mention the incident to me so we were left wondering last night where Svet put it. We were already convinced she was behind it because nobody else was in the room with him when that happened.
Fortunately, we know most of her hiding places by now. We found the cartridges inside her Winnie the Pooh bag, which is her favorite hiding place nowadays. Oh the joys of being around a toddler. I wonder what she’ll decide to hide next.