Each morning the kids eat breakfast in the living room while watching cartoons. This morning their fruit was mango. So each boy had a fork and bowl for their mango. Davis wanted more, shocking, so I went to the kitchen and got him more. When I returned to the living room I couldn't find his fork. So I said, "Davis, if you want your mango we need your fork. Where is your fork?" He ran over to the couch, lifted the cushion and found his fork. Silly bear.