Come Out, Come Out, Wherever You Are!!!

So, I will be adding to the "oh, gross" post. Spencer was going potty the other day and called for me,

S: Mommy I pooped in my underwear
M: Well Pence, where are your underwear? (His pants were around his ankles, with no underwear to be found)
S: I don't know
M: No, really Spencer where are your underwear?
S: Weally mommy, I don't know!!!

This exchange went on for a few more minutes, while I checked the hampers, garbages, even the toilet (you know how much TP 2 year olds use). No sign of his Thomas the Train underwear.

They could be anywhere!!!! Proven by the fact that 1 hour later I wanted to put a video on so I could continue the search.

M: Spencer, where are the DVD's?
S: I don't know. (Here we go again---although he could tell his momma had a short fuse!!)
M: Spencer, find the DVD's NOW!!!!! (his face lights up)
S: Oh, I know!!!! (he runs in the bathroom and sure enough our HUGE DVD case is in the cabinet under the bathroom sink)

I was counting on Nicole finding them on Thursday, but that was a no-go.
So maybe Grandma will find them tomorrow as an extra treat for her birthday dinner.