Apparently, my almost two-year-old son loves to use his onesies or footie pajamas to store things for later like some kind of toddler squirrel. I am always finding random objects and food in his clothes when I go to change him. I think the first time was when he dropped some peanut butter crackers down his pajamas. I didn’t know why he kept grabbing at his foot. I took off his pajamas to investigate and found a footie filled with crushed cracker crumbs. I’m sure that wasn’t very comfortable.
I have since found Cheerios, goldfish crackers, toy dinosaurs, plastic balls, and more. One of the first times I left him unsupervised with crayons for a few minutes, I came back and didn’t see the crayons. I looked around the living room for them and only found one or two. I had given him several. As any parent knows, not being able to find writing utensils you gave a toddler is a scary thing (maybe not as scary as losing a sippy cup full of milk and trying to find it before the milk spoils, but it’s right up there).
It wasn’t until I picked him up that I felt some lumps under his shirt. I unzipped his pajamas and there they were. I kept pulling more crayons out of there. I ended up finding seven crayons and a half-eaten Cheerio. Impressive.
One of the strangest things I found was a yellow post-it note stuck to his leg with an 800 number written on it. I guess he pilfered it from my husband’s computer desk and shoved the paper treasure down his pants.
Putting things in his own clothes isn’t enough for him, though; he also likes to put them down other people’s clothes, such as shoving a ball down my shirt. He also puts toys in weird places and hides our stuff. I’ve repeatedly found small toys shoved down in the vacuum bag holder. I’ve also found them behind the TV and in the Diaper Genie. There are probably many other hiding places I haven’t even discovered yet. Perhaps I will be finding lost items long after he’s moved out with a family of his own.
Once, after looking for my husband’s favorite flip-flops for days, my son pulled them out of a plastic pocket on the back of his high chair. We didn’t even know this pocket existed. We had asked him several times where Daddy’s shoes were, but he was no help. He probably just thought it was a hilarious game and was laughing at us on the inside. If that’s the case, then he had weeks of fun watching us desperately search for the Apple TV remote (which we finally found in the bottom of a file folder on the counter right before we almost gave up and shelled out the money for a new one).
I have successfully located many lost items, but I am still on the hunt for a pack of brand-new razors that he must’ve hidden somewhere after a shopping trip. I hate to buy new razors (those things can be so expensive), but my dull razors are giving me cuts and razor burn, so if I don’t find them soon, I will be forced to replace them. If not, I will involuntarily be participating in the whole “No-shave November” trend (I might be doing that anyway if my pregnant belly gets too big to reach around).
So, how about you? What kinds of things have you found in your child’s clothes or in weird hiding places? What was the most surprising hiding spot they used? Maybe your answer will lead me to those dang razors! Let me know in the comments.
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We searched for over a month for my set of keys to the Firehouse. I had broke down & gotten a new set issued to me when 1 day my son came walking into the livingroom with them. He showed me where he had them hidden. The whole time they were in his Paw Patrol Tower.