Back in the day DS was the bed stasher. We'd find all sorts of really hard plastic toys from transformers to cars to you name it. I used to say it was like a dragon sleeping on his hoard of gold. I still don't understand how bumblebee is in anyway shape or form comfortable to sleep with. Let alone Thomas and all his friends. These days he hides his washing I his bed so he doesn't have to take it to the laundry. I generally do a search before bed. One day I found all his neatly folded washing under his doona at the end of the bed (that he was supposed to put away). He tried to reason with me saying it stops him from messing up his drawers and his feet don't reach them so it stay neat. Um no. So sad to say. Once a bed hoarder always a bed hoarder

DD on the other hand was a bit of a neat freak. Her place of stashing was her bedside table and there would be a place for everything. And if something she wanted wasn't there it was panic stations and she wouldn't sleep till it was relocated and in its spot.

Although she was a food hoarder... In her mouth. I won't go there though. It's too gross and I'm sure you want to keep your breakfast down