SECRET AGENT

One morning I was making the bed, I picked up my pillow and under it were four pictures of Jason and his date at a homecoming dance in highschool. I started laughing and called Jason in to see.

Backup one hour.

Grace was playing in our closet as she often does in the morning before getting ready for school. We also use our closet for storage and in one area Jason has some old pictures, senior photos, etc... Every few minutes Grace would come out and show me something she found. She also found a picture of us at one the dances together, which prompted questions of "Where did I buy my dress from?" to "Who did my hair?", all things Grace finds very interesting right now.

Back to the pictures under the pillow. One never really knows what goes through the mind of our little Grace, but we wanted to find out. After we had a good laugh at finding the pics, we went right to the source.

Grace admitted to the secret agent-like act of letting mom know that dad went to a dance with someone other than her. This was followed by an explanation of mom and dad meeting afterwards and then going to dances together. Grace was then satisified with this timeline of events and all was right with the world again.