Mark has taken a liking to this set of three little gnome magnets that we got for free with one of the New Seasons orders we placed when he was smaller (and when we still shopped at New Seasons*).

And so, now that he is past the putting-things-in-his-mouth-and-choking stage, we let him play with them. They started off nicely, three in a row on the fridge, at about his height.

Quickly they disappeared. None were accounted for, though vague rumors circulated that they were congregating under the fridge.

But today I found one, which had been slipped behind the baseboard heater, but had magnetically clung to it.