Today, under A. Peevie's bed, I found:
4 pairs of pants
19 stuffed animals, including 4 manatees, assorted sizes
1 full box of colored pencils
3 army guys
7 pens and pencils
2 plastic cups
3 candy wrappers
a colored easter egg with the shell mostly intact except for a ragged-edged, dime-sized hole through which you can see the petrified yolk.
It's kind of like what I found IN another kid's bed not too long ago.
In related news, when I took A. Peevie to see HeartDoc last week, they had a conversation that went like this:
A. Peevie: Wanna see what I have in my pocket?
AP: (shoving his hand deep into his sweatpants pocket and trying to extricate something delicately) Just a minute...just a minute...Here!
HD: (Looking at a decapitated stag beetle) Wow! Cool!
AP: It's a stag beetle.
HD's nurse: Ack! Get it away from me!
HD: Where is its head?
AP: Oh, hold on a sec. (Shoves his hand into his pants pocket again.) Here it is!
HD's nurse: Ack! Ack!
HD: Wow, look at those horns. Where'dja get it?
AP: On the playground during recess. My friend BiF found three of them, and he gave me one.
HD: Nice friend.
The deceased, headless stag beetle currently resides in our living room, in a place of honor on the speaker. Until the next time I remember it's there, and THROW IT OUT.