At the risk of sounding like a terrible mom, I lost Catherine twice today. Both times were in our house. Our house isn't very big, so either she is really clever or I am an idiot.
I eagerly looked forward to Catherine's nap and laid her in bed and shut the door. Sweet silence for a whole hour. Then, I went to wake her up and she was gone. I didn't immediately panic, since she likes to hide. I looked everywhere, under her bed, in the closet, in the dresser drawer (she is really, really small as you will soon see). I looked in the bathroom and my room. Things were eerily quiet. Catherine is never quiet. I called and called for her. Nothing. Finally, I noticed the dog nosing around in the laundry. Yep, she had fallen asleep amid the mountain. No wonder I couldn't find her.
Later in the day, she was gone again. No one could find her this time, until.....
No wonder I buy wrinkle cream in bulk.