The other day Joey packed a bag filled with ‘treasures’- like a plastic lion, golf ball, a few trucks, a spoon, etc. He insisted on wearing rain boots and sun glasses. He also grabbed the play keys. Pretending to need to leave, he said goodbye to me and his animals and turned go. Then he raised his voice to high a pitch and yelled, ‘WHERE IS MY PHONE? I NEED MY PHONE!!!” He got increasing frantic, tearing through the house almost screaming. “HELP ME FIND MY PHONE!!!!” I was a little convicted. Apparently I need to come up with a less stressful ‘leaving the house’ routine.