Yesterday evening, two of the youngest grandkids were over. They're both two years old, although three months apart, so it's like having twins in the house again. Watching them play together can be fun.

This morning, something in the sink caught my eye -- Thomas trains. The misplaced trains reminded me of when I used to find odd things in my shoes and boots, and when I was unable to find missing items that didn't turn up until months, or even years, later. Luckily, I saw the trains before pouring anything into the sink.