Lost the Remote In the Living Room

I lost the remote in the living room. On Saturday. My husband and I ran around looking and looking. At first it was just the couch pillows, we were looking through. An hour into it we had made what looks like a bon fire, Tipping over couches, recliners, and such. We broke a couple of tables. Hey, wait, my husband reminded me. Merlin was here today. I called Merlin’s mommy, our daughter. She said, "Oh, darn. We just found it. We thought it was the one we lost a couple of weeks ago." Merlin is our two year old grandson Whom we apparently did not watch As well as we should have the 5 hours he was here. He is going to have to Leave his hoodie and His diapers at home.