So the grandkids visited during the Easter weekend and as usual we child-proofed the coffee table.

All is well and good until I couldn't find the remote last night for the TV.  Some imes it's the little things that can irritate.

As it turns out though, an awful lot of time is actually spent trying to find the remote. And according to one can be the culprits.

Oh, and no surpise here ... men spent more time looking for it than the women did.