Here they are, three little pink owls, all ready to be assembled into a mobile. Ready to take flight. Almost ready for Mathildas Market. So what’s wrong with this picture? There are ONLY three! I personally suspect that the little terror that is my two year old son has stolen one. When quizzed about this he looked around, shrugged and said that it must have run away. Of course! How could I possibly assume that he would be responsible? I did laugh though.
So now I have to go around the whole house and check every nook and cranny for a runaway owl. Now where would a toddler stash an owl? Any ideas?