Case in point, Will has dropped 2..I repeat 2 sippy cups of milk behind the couch. Why did he have two you wonder; well, the first one was dropped and...we thought "we'll get it later" as in before nightfall, sour milk is not a good scent, so we gave him another cup in the meantime only to have him send it packing to join the other cup.
Our tool of choice to retrieve the missing cups (in this case) is Will's handy dandy broom. Michael can't seem to reach the cups and Will thinks a good pat (slap) on the back will help his dad out.
Dad still couldn't get it, so Will gave it a try w/ the broom in hopes of bringing the cups out. Needless to say, he didn't get far, so Mom had to step in, play golf w/ the broom behind the couch and shoot both sippy cups out for rescue. Man, what an event!!! And shortly after the remotes went behind the couch! It's never ending.
