Sibling Rivalry

S has reached the ultimate in sibling torture -- and he is only 4. Today he took E's blanket -- yes, THE blanket -- and hid it. When bedtime came, E was desperately searching and S was already asleep. She found her glasses that he hid, but no blanket. I finally found it on the floor of his closet with the doors closed. He never closes his closet doors. Hm. Luckily, E found it as funny as we did, so we avoided any tears. Guess he knows which one of her buttons to push!! I am quite impressed that he did this so quietly and nonchalantly. Who knows how long it was in there!? Maybe he knows what I did with the pictures from the sofa table that I temporarily replaced with Christmas stuff.