We got disappearing blankies around here, folks. And disappearing socks. And disappearing binkies, sippies, stuffed foxes, seals, cicadas, and bats. But do not fret! Inspector Tired Dad is on the case. Day or night (usually night) he will track down your wayward possessions and reveal the culprit (who is always and without fail YOU). Even if it means climbing up into the treehouse at midnight severely underdressed for the cold.
Love language, y’all.