I received an e-mail today informing me that my camera–the one that disappeared at the SRF egg hunt last weekend– has been located. Oh joy! When I called the number in the e-mail the woman who answered informed me apologetically that she herself had put the camera in her purse, thinking it belonged to her mother-in-law. She is driving it back over here tonight.

So all is resolved. Except for the obvious question: what the heck was my daughter thinking? Her insistence that the missing object was lifted by a miscreant “little boy” has remained unwavering, even in the face of new and contradictory evidence.

“I saw him,” she says. “I did.”

So much for eye witnesses. At least those who are three years old, cracked out on peeps, and distracted by roving Easter bunnies.