Where is Austin?

Austin has begun to crawl into little places around the apartment and hide. He fooled me this time. I was looking for him, and I heard his little voice from somewhere in the dining room. I thought, he must be under Joseph's desk...So, I began to look for my sneaky little boy... Wait a minute... Is that a foot?

He wasn't under Joseph's desk. He was under MY desk.

What a clever child you are, Austin.