I think that my favorite was when I was babysitting my nephew and he asked me to get out a pan so he could “play drums.” I gave him a pan and went back to my knitting only to find that my needles size 17 were missing. I couldn’t for the life of me figure out how I could manage to lose such giant needles. I searched and searched but couldn’t find it. Eventually the sound of Carter banging on the pan got to me, so I asked him if he wanted to bang on a cardboard box instead (sooo much less noise haha). He asked why and I said that it was because I had a headache. He looked up at me with his big eyes and said, “aunt Sawah want her drumsticks back?” as he pulled out the needles from behind his back.
Apparently my mom had let him use my needles as drumsticks while I was gone for the summer so he assumed that that was what they were for!