Beat at My Own Game

Last week, Jeffrey was constantly fiddling with the camera. So, I took it away and hid it in one of "my favorite" hiding spots. I later could not remember if I had put it on top of the fridge, in with the fine china, or in one of Mark's dresser drawers. Needless to say, I have spent the week looking through every nook and cranny of each closet and cupboard. Still, I could not find it. So, yesterday I asked Brooklynn if she knew where the camera was. She said, "No." Then she ran off and within a minute was back with the camera in her hand. "Where did you find it Brooklynn,?" I asked. "I had it in my special spot," was the reply.