Yesterday Daughter, 6, got a temporary tattoo in a loot bag. That evening, while I was trying to work, she brought it over. I asked for a damp cloth — forgetting to specify “not dripping even if you squeeze it”. She brought the dish cloth, which I rinse out after each use, and I think this one had a few days of use.
Like I said, I was trying to work.
She says she put it in the sink.
We’ve looked everywhere.
I don’t look forward to finding it.