So Evy has a thing with the dishwasher. As in she thinks it’s the best place ever. And even better, she unloads it. Errr, well. She grabs the utensils and single-handedly chucks them over her shoulder until it is emptied. One day we noticed we were down to three spoons. No idea where the others went. We assumed the garbage — since she also likes to randomly dump things in there when we turn our head away for TWO SECONDS. So we went several days and still no luck. But finally, Ethan pulled out his plato ziplock bag, and said, “daddy!!! There is a spoon in here!” “And one more spoon! And one more spoon!”. Evy somehow went into the cupboard next to the dishwasher, opened the plato bag, stuffed FOUR spoons in there, put it back, and closed the door. Yup. True story.