Just as I was about to investigate the possibility of ordering replacement balls for the ball popper toy that Guy loves so much...I found them.
I have turned the house upside down twice looking for 3 of the 5 missing balls, and had decided that they were most likely thrown away since we keep the trash can out of the pantry now and little hands can sneak things in when I am not looking.
But today, I did a quick pick up of Ian's room, and found them- all 3 of them- tucked behind his little art desk.
Good day, today. It is a GOOD day.