Let me set the scene for you: We're getting ready for naptime. Reagan and Jonathan already have new diapers and are happily bouncing in their respective beds. Jim is changing Thomas. I'm waiting for him to finish, and then I'll change Zachary. Zachary is hiding in the closet.
Me: Zachary? (imagine playful sing-song voice) Where is Zachary? He was just here. Zachary? (looking at Jonathan) Where did he go? (Jonathan laughs and jumps up and down repeatedly) Zachary? Are you under the bed?
Zachary: (from the closet) No.
I pause. Jim turns and looks at me, grinning. Did he just say no, I ask. We start laughing.
Me: Is he under the blanket?
Me: (barely able to control my laughter) Is he behind the table?
Me: Is he in the closet?
I went over and pulled the closet door wide, and there he was, crouched in the dark with the biggest grin on his face! Oh, I wish I had that on tape! I'm laughing now just thinking about it. I hope the adorable hilarity of it comes across in the post!
3 days ago