Remote Location

We all, at one point, have conducted a search party for the television remote. It happens. We carry it into another room without thinking, don't notice as it falls to the floor, or squish it into the depths of the couch cushions. But the worst fate that a remote can face is at the hands of a baby. Especially a one year old baby... named Mia.

My husband has the day off today, so he woke up with the girls so I could "sleep in" until 9:00. At some point between 7:30am when the girls woke up and 9:00am when I got out of bed, the remote had disappeared into thin air. My husband had already been searching for it by the time I got up and after I brushed my teeth I joined the search party. We looked everywhere: in the usual places (in the couch, under the couch) and in the unusual places (in the fridge, in the bathroom) as well as every possible hiding place in the girls' room. We turned up nothing, all the while listening to an infomercial for the Ab Roller on the home Shopping Network (how the TV ended up on the channel, I have no idea.) Finally, we gave up. I figured, I always find something when I'm not looking for it, so I turned off the TV using the power button on the box, and began to do other things. About 20 minutes later, as I was just about to go sit at the computer with my cup of coffee to check my email, my husband says, "I found it!" I rush into the living room to see where the forsaken remote had been hiding the whole time and I saw it inside the computer printer. Not on top, or under, but inside. Mia had apparently wedged it in where the paper comes out. We know it was Mia because the printer is her current obsession, and Leila would have told us where it was, had she been the one to put it there, because she was demanding to watch Dora the entire time we were looking for it. So we called off the dogs. The search is over...until next time.