Dad can’t find his keys this morning, and he’s searching all around the house.
He looks on the kitchen table, under the couch, and even inside the fridge—how silly!
I help by checking my backpack and the front door, but the keys are nowhere to be found.
Suddenly, Dad laughs and pats his pocket—there they are, safe and sound all along!
We both smile and shake our heads at the little adventure.
Dad says, “Sometimes, the best treasures are right where you least expect them.”
I giggle and promise to remind him to check his pockets first next time.
Losing keys turned into a fun game and a story we’ll tell for days!