When Andy loses something or discovers it missing, he gets this traumatized look and wails,"It GONE! My ':ice cream cone, cookie, etc.:' GONE!"
Most of time its because he handed Mom the ice cream cone, cookie, etc and she ate it. Well, what would you do with a half-eaten ice cream cone melting in your hand? Only now she knows to save that last little bite so he can eat it.
Anyway, one warm Sunday we got out the pool and he discovered how to make mud. He was running back and forth with his little cup of water from the pool to the rose garden. Then came nap time. When he got up he immediately went out to the garden. What! No Mud! We must have taken it! "It GONE! My mud GONE!", he accused.
No, we told him, it dried up, just add more water from the pool. He did and the mud magically appeared. Joy restored.
