Not that it is important, I lost my Mario plush for a long time. Well, this is how I found it.
There was an orange juice commercial on TV. I would like some orange juice, I thought. I went to the fridge, hoping there was a carton of orange juice. I opened the fridge and there was a carton of orange juice. Yes! I went to the couch and poured the orange juice. The juice succeeded to get in the cup, but not to stay in the cup. I poured a lot of juice in the cup! Uh-oh! I had to stay in that position. I needed a parent to help me. My Mom got home at that time and discovered that there was an orange juice mess. She started to help clean it up. She got paper towels from the kitchen and went to the couch, then started cleaning. I notified her that amount might not be enough to clean up all the mess. I don’t think she was ignoring, but she kept going. She opened a cushion to see where the mess went.
And guess where else went there?
It was… Carrie’s (my sister) Fire Mario. Mom looked in the other cushion (to see if my Mario was there) and…
IT’S A-ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Yes! There he was! There was my Mario!
If I had never spilled that orange juice, I never would have found the Marios. This proves that, always look on the good side rather than the bad side, and, that accidents ARE ok!