What a rat!

The boys have a Twilight Turtle in their room. 

He lives on the ottoman of their glider.  Said ottoman is precariously close to 2 cribs because their room is the size of a shoe box.

This morning when I went in to get the boys up and dressed, Ben was saying "Turrle.  Turrle."  and pointing in the direction of the ottoman.

Guess what?  The "Turrle" wasn't there.

Somebody swiped him!!!

After a brief search of 2 cribs, I found him!

He was sleeping comfortably in Sammy's crib!

I just wonder how long he was there...

I can't believe Ben has already claimed his role as tattle tale...