In the laundry bin, making home next to my socks and underwear, I found a little tube of glossier blush, two square neon magnets, and a special scrap of fabric.
Later, I noticed a wadded post-it note that had been deliberately squashed & stuffed in a tiny hole on one of Cassie’s toys.
The next day it was her socks in a beaded purse and crackers crumbs in her dad’s shoe.
Her little hands peruse her world, making discoveries and then poking around until she finds exactly where they belong. A perfect home for such special things.
And I, unaware of these “spots” discover these treasures like long-lost easter eggs.
