I looked in the garage. I looked in the van. Still no Badi.
I looked in the front yard. No Badi, but I did get to turn off the hose that Katie had turned on earlier in the day.
I wanted to go look in the back yard. But Katie had wandered downstairs to help look for Badi and nothing I could say was going to get her to go back and look upstairs again. So I finally bit the bullet, headed out the back door, and closed it behind me, hoping that Katie wouldn't manage to follow.
She didn't. So I looked in the empty deck box that Katie likes to hide in. It was very empty.
I put all the things that were supposed to be back in the deck box back in the deck box. *sigh*
Ok, Badi has got to be somewhere. And the Moon is nearly full tonight.
As I walked down the yard, I saw a suspiciously irregular gray shape shining on top of the enormous transformer box that Katie likes to climb up on. I headed over, picked up Badi, slightly damp with dew, and brought it back in to Katie.
And Katie -- after two Curious George stories -- is now happily in bed.
With Badi.
