After coming home, we had this conversation (and this is verbatim. I'm not making any of it up).
Me: Kathleen, where did you put the ketchup?
Kathleen: I hid it somewhere.
Me: Where did you hide it?
Kathleen: I hid it in the closet.
Me: Which closet - the bedroom closet or hall closet?
Kathleen: The hall closet.
I went and looked in the hall closet. It wasn't there; Brandon had put it up in the fridge.