I zipped around the corner from the dining room into the foyer today, racing around to gather up everyone and their necessary belongings for a trip to the ice cream store and the zoo this afternoon. As I rounded the corner, there was my little guy hanging on the bottom…

Heard from the main floor as I was checking email upstairs: “Mama! Come quick! There’s a green lizard under the stove!” Luckily I had the foresight to realize instantly that this must be the supersized plastic gecko from the zoo animal box. Someone had whimsically flung him to the far…