There is no doubt about it. Grace leaves telltale signs no matter where she goes. It is almost like her calling card "Category 5 - Hurricane Grace was here!" I am forever picking up little reminders, almost like bread crumbs of Grace's daily path. If I ever want to locate her in the house, all I have to do is just follow the trail of toys, tissues, cups, clothes or bows. I'm sure to find her, usually with one shoe on, the other is somewhere further down the trail.
(Grace was here) (And here)
(Here) (And here too)
(I think I'm getting warmer...)
(There is the source, Category 5 Hurricane Grace)
(of course... one shoe on, one off.)