Logan, Logan, Logan. What am I going to do with him?

Today after church Logan disappeared. No one could find him. All we found were his shoes. His little buddy, Jordyn, told us he was hiding. She led us to the Bishop's office, which was dark and locked. After banging on the door with no answer, we finally got some keys to open it. I scanned the room and saw/heard nothing. Then Crystal noticed him hiding under the Bishop's desk eating a sucker. I was almost in full panic when we found him. If his little three-year-old partner in crime hadn't led us to his "hiding" place, I'm sure I would've called the police. That punk.