Just realizing we did a great job naming Grayson!

I picked Gray up from a birthday party this afternoon. We came home to find Lillian and Peter had left to run an errand or something. Grayson was disappointed and said he wanted to hide and surprise them. He hid in a box he has been playing with for days. Eventually he got bored and said he was going to hide somewhere else. I was sewing and just said, "Okay". I thought he went in Lillian's room. Twenty minutes or so went by and started to think that maybe he fell asleep in his new hiding spot. I got my camera and started looking so I could take a picture. I looked all over Lillian's room- closets, under her bed, etc. I looked all over G's room and all over mine including inside of the washer and dryer that are sitting in my room. I was calling his name. The longer I looked the more I started to feel panic. Where could he possibly be? I really thought he was in Lillian's room so I looked again then I moved the bed. NO GRAYSON... I thought I was going to start crying. I could not think of a good scenario. I looked under the bed again in all of the rooms then went back to Lillian's and looked under hers. I saw Grayson's eyes. He had hidden himself in a hole in the lining of the underside of Lillian's mattress and fallen asleep. He scared me to death. Gray-son is clearly the source of all of my gray hair. Peter walked in shortly there after and told Grayson it was a the best hiding spot he had ever seen. Second only to the laundry chute I suppose.