So, the other day I was in the kitchen and Dillen was in the living room when it dawned on me that I hadn't seen or heard Roxy in about 10 minutes (ok, in reality probably 2). I told Dillen to go look for her. Dillen hopped up and went searching. About 5 (reality check, probably 1) quiet minutes later I decided to go on the hunt myself and this is what I found. (I suppose it's almost a right of passage - a story most moms have at some point when they are raising little girls... and sometimes boys.)