In our house, it seems to be under the stove. Gross. I spent way too much time this morning retrieving toys that were lost. The good news is, the "little girl" doll from Chim's dollhouse that she got for a Christmas present was found as were the rhythm sticks from the music set that need to be returned to the toy library today.
The bad news is that the doll was waaaaaaay in the back. I know that as industrious as my kids are, they couldn't hurl a toy 4 feet back, through an opening of 3". Even the cat couldn't pull that one off. And the fact that the doll was there when we went to my parents' for Christmas, and we couldn't find it when we got back... well, I've got to blame this one on the mice.
So needless to say, all rescued toys have gotten a scalding hot soapy bath!
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You have space under your stove? I think I'm luck I don't or it would get pretty gross down there pretty quick. Our "place where things end up" is under the sofas - when we clean under there we look like alcoholics because the cats steal every wine cork and beer bottle cap and hide them under the sofa. Along with copious amounts of cat hair dust bunnies.
Yes, I looked under the sofas first for these missing toys and found many OTHER missing toys, a handful of Kix, and a Dora the Explorer Valentine's card. Under the fridge is a good place too, apparently.
Badger went through a stage of throwing things in the garbage so I'm just glad we found them at all!
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