oh where, oh where has my little phone gone?

I searched high and low and low and high and I could not find it anywhere!  By it, I mean my cell phone.  It was gone. G-O-N-E.  I checked all the usual places.  My purse(s), my coat pockets, the van, my bedroom, the kitchen counter, on top the bread box, under my bed, under my pillow (I put it there at night when my husband travels) and any other place I could possibly think of.   It was nowhere to be found and I was becoming more and more frustrated by the minute!  

Little did I know, that moments before I launched my little search, someone's little hands found my little phone. and these same little hands decided it would be fun to find a nice little place for Mommy's little phone:   

But at least the little stinker (Britten), when asked about my phone, brought me over to the Exersaucer and showed me right where she put it!  It was actually a clever little spot, if you ask me, but probably not the best place for my little phone.