Two weeks ago, I bought a set of metal hooks to put up in our bathroom to hold towels, since our towel bar just refuses to stay attached to the wall. It's old, it's crotchety and I don't like the way it looks anyway, so i took the whole thing down and bought these nice stainless steel hooks to put up.
I got everything ready, went to put the mollies into the wall and promptly started bending them with the hammer, so I desisted and pondered drilling bigger holes. It was time for dinner, so I put the tools away but left the bag of screws and mollies that came with the hook set on the side of the sink. (Dumb, I know).
Later, I went back to finish up the job and found that the baggie was gone. Either Julien had taken them or Victor and I couldn't find them anywhere in the bathroom. I let out a yell of frustration and sat down on the toilet and cried a little, because I didn't have any other screws that were the right size to go through the holes in the hooks. Victor came in to give me a hug and find out what was going on and I told him. We didn't find the screws that day though.
Just now, Vic comes up to me, beaming happily. "Mommy! I found the screws! They were in the duck the /whole/ time." Blinking in surprise, I looked up from my work and held my hand out and sure enough he put the bag of screws that goes with the hooks in my hand. "The duck? What duck?" We do have a duckie bath mat and some duckie towels but no ceramic duck decor or anything like that. "The duck in the bathroom! I'll show you!" Puzzled, I waited for him to come back. Shortly he turned up with an empty box of toddler wipes. There's a duck on the label.
I laughed so hard. "They were in the duck the whole time." Vic laughed too and I gave him a big hug and said 'thank you'. Those hooks will be going up /tonight/ gosh darnit.