I was showing a home to a family with four little girls under the age of seven. We were getting ready to leave when the four-year-old says to me with a smile on her face, "What if your keys were lost?" I looked at the ledge where I had set them and sure enough . . . gone. She had hidden them upstairs. When her mom asked her why she had taken Miss Aimee's keys, she replied, "I love her. I didn't want her to leave."