Sunday morning, at 08:15, I deployed the Nokia decoy.
Twenty minutes later, while I was in our bedroom, I heard a stifled giggle and the padding of small feet down the hall. I quietly checked the kitchen island to see if my plan had worked.
"Hey," I yelled in mock frustration, "where's my cell phone?" A burst of giggles coming from Charlotte's room was all I needed for a confirmation.
This time the phone wasn't too hard to find, Mommy spy was watching, and she gave it's location away.
Considering that once the phone is on this shelf, it's out of Char's line of vision, so this is a pretty good hiding place from her point of view.
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