At bedtime it became clear that Bunny Foofoo was not in the house, the farmers market bags, the garage, the car... everyone remembered that she'd been out and about during various parts of the day, but there was no agreement about where she'd last been spotted. Liesl cried herself to sleep.
On Sunday morning, we set out in search of her, revisiting all the same spots and asking all of the counter staff if they'd seen a small beige bunny. We combed the farmers market park blocks and all the grasses and bushes of the baseball field. No bunny. I called the farmers market staff and PSU's lost and found. No bunny. I just couldn't believe it - couldn't believe that I'd been gone for a day and Baby Foofoo was lost. I was so upset - Liesl's baby, truly a part of our family, in all of our family photos for years. We've temporarily misplaced her so many times - at friends' houses, at the Children's Museum (clay studio), at the library (on the shelves), at the farmers market (under a tree), at New Seasons (milk case) - but I always remembered where Liesl had been and was able to locate her. This felt different.
It was a tough week - Liesl was sad and had trouble falling asleep at night. Yesterday morning, we went back to the farmers market for our weekly shop and then headed over to the Central Library. Steve decided to run over to the Pine St. Market, the same place that they'd gotten pizza and hot dogs the previous week, to just ask one more time in person if anyone had seen a bunny lovey. He asked the counter person who said no - there wasn't space for a lost and found there - but then said he'd check in with the cleaning crew.
And lo and behold, Bunny Foofoo was there!!!!! Found!!!! Seriously, we couldn't believe it. I am so happy. Liesl is so happy. It's the best happy ending ever. I love that the market cleaning crew found a stuffed bunny and kept her safe for a week for us. I love that Bunny Foofoo has nine lives.
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