This evening, as my bestie was getting ready to leave after an afternoon of just hanging with the kids,
she called to me in the kitchen, where i was cooking steak and putting away the entire drawer of tupperware that the baby had emptied.
“There’s a crime scene in here!” she called.

And there it was. Right before my eyes.
The contents of her purse had been spread out across the rug, including her keys, Uggs, wallet and a strapless bra.
And the bandit was caught, wallet in hand.
So I am going to say this case is pretty open and shut:
It was the baby, in the living room, with the bra.