Reunited.

Found it.
I sheepishly admit that the fault was all my own. I was ready to peg this on Avry (along with playing with my makeup she likes to use my "hello" to call her 'friends'.)
Based on where the phone was located, there is no way it could have been her fault. See, it was found in a drawer in the kitchen, inside my apron pocket, which was neatly folded.

Guilty.
Oh well, at least i found it.