Anyhow, he took the treasure and hid it behind a pillow. Big whoop- I found it and dug it out. Instead of letting me enjoy my prize he hid it again! And again....and again...and you get the point. I was SOOOOOO mad at him. I let out the deepest angriest most frustrated meeze. Finally he let me grab it and I merrily ran upstairs and hid with my prize in the back corner under the bed. I wasn't letting him have it back!