Lost AND Found

Today we went sledding again at what Gigi refers to as "The Temple of Love" park (aka Mount Storm Park). Daddy, Gigi, Rye, his brother Denham, and their mommy Andrea drove together. Gigi insisted on bringing her nubbly plastic football -- even though Daddy warned her that it would probably get lost and toys aren't necessary when you go sled riding. As predicted, when Andrea dropped us off at home, the football was left behind at the park (SURPRISE!). Genevieve didn't seem to be bothered, "We can pick it up at the lost and found at church with the Hello Kitty I left there". What? How simple the mind of a 3 year old works. As luck would have it, 6 hours later after Mommy returned home, I drove back to the park and the ball was laying under a picnic table.