Archie has a four-or-so inch tall green Hulk figure that came as part of one of his Lego sets. The creature has arms that had to be snapped on, and one came off somewhere in my apartment while Archie was playing. As he and Hulk got ready to go home, Hulk was missing one little green arm. Archie looked. I looked. No luck. I promised to keep looking, which I have done. The little green arm is still missing. I continue to marvel that things can get lost in 900 square feet, but there it is.
The little green arm reminds me of Sara and Matt, as toddlers, playing with Fisher Price Little People, tiny wooden figures that were always underfoot. I wish the little green arm would appear underfoot, because then I’d know where it was.