I'm Not Blonde, But Maybe I Should Be

I lost the gift I got Peter for Valentine's day. It was in a plastic bag in my bedroom. I remember thinking I should move it, because the Boy likes to play in there, and often drags Peter in with him. I remember picking up the bag...and that's it. I searched everywhere, even in the dry garbage, in case I'd accidently thrown it out. I'm still hopeful that bag will turn up somewhere, someday. It was a lame gift, anyway, several Spongebob- themed items. At least I'd also gotten him a case of beer, which fortunately, is difficult to lose.
The worst thing, is that this is exactly the kind of thing my mother does all the time.