Entire fresh package of Townhouse crackers minus maybe 4 from the stack, in the trash, crumbs on the counter, yet no one has eaten any crackers today OR thrown away perfectly good crackers.

Cup in the trash? Nope, no one here has had anything to drink. Ever.

Mysteriously appearing pair of jeans in my bedroom that happen to be the size SD wears? Not hers. No idea where they came from.

Wad of TP laying in the hall? Nope, no one has even been in the bathroom today.