Wednesday, October 1, 2008

The Mystery of the Missing Bunny

Yes, it really is one in the morning, and here I sit.... blogging, when I know I should be in bed, me and my baby-tummy all tucked in and getting the rest we need. But for some reason I can't sleep. I'm not sure if it's the mug of peppermint tea I drank at 11 that is now making me pee every ten seconds, or the fact that I felt the need to finish reading a certain Agatha Christie mystery, which always leaves me a little bit wide awake even if I'm quite tired. I get to a certain place in her books and I literally can't stop... it's awful. I have to know how it ends or it will drive me crazy with wondering. Whodunnit?? WHO??? Oh, Miss Christie, it is a marvelously tangled web you weave.

Speaking of mysteries, we had one of our very own here today! And while it certainly did not have any sinister hidden plots or murdered English squires, it has definitely left me baffled... and as of yet, it is still unsolved.

The Bunny himself, being shown some young love.


I should begin by telling you that Emma fell in love with a certain stuffed bunny when she was only 6 months or so old. This girl had quite the collection of stuffed animals before she was even born, and I never really pushed a certain one on her. It happened quite naturally, and I'm not even sure why.... but this little bean-bag rabbit with long floppy ears and terry cloth covering became her obvious favorite. And as she got older her attachment became even more apparent. Not only did she HAVE to have it at all naptimes and when she went to bed, but it also went everywhere with her. It was carried around while she was playing. It accompanied us to the grocery store, to grandma's house, on car rides and walks, and even to the park. And I can't even tell you how many times in these last four years that I've thought for sure we had lost him. Little kids aren't the best at keeping track of things, you know. Somehow, though, "Bunny" always turned up again, even if it meant retracing our steps through a store or walking an extra mile back to the place on the bike path where he was dropped. As you can imagine, over these 4 1/2 years he has gotten quite faded, threadbare, and worn... his ears have had to be sown back on several times, and the ribbon around his neck is now reduced to a mere frayed string. He is well-loved, that much is obvious.

Sweet naptimes with Bunny. When I found a "twin bunny" that was the same, except pink, I bought it, thinking it could be a handy replacement. It didn't work that way. Emma was fond of pink bunny, but nothing could ever measure up to Brown Bunny.

Bunny even went camping with us!

Cuddling with Sister and Bunny... could it get any better?


Now that Emma is older, she no longer carries him everywhere we go. But she will still bring him along on trips to grandma's house, and she will still go and fetch him before she cuddles up to watch a movie or read a book. Most importantly though, he is there every night for bedtime, ready to be tucked in alongside her. Just the other night she even came into our bedroom and woke me up in the middle of the night because she couldn't find him. It was only when I came into her room and discovered him hiding alongside her bed that she could fall contentedly back asleep. So, you can imagine our distress when, tonight, Bunny was no where to be found. We've looked everywhere. In every toy basket and bin, in every nook and cranny of every room. I shook out every blanket on every bed to make sure he wasn't hiding somewhere in there. We picked up every toy to make sure he wasn't laying buried beneath something else. I've searched every cupboard of their little kitchen, as well as any of my cupboards the kids could reach. I checked the trash cans. Removed every cushion off the couch. I've even checked in crazy places like the dryer and the refrigerator (you never know with two little kids and an absent-minded pregnant person). Bunny is simply not there.

As you can see from this more recent photograph, Bunny is still ever-present, even if slightly bedraggled.

It's maddening. Baffling. Ridiculous. How could he NOT be there? Emma had him this morning when she woke up, and while she watched a bit of TV as I showered. And we didn't even leave the house today. Not once. He simply has to be here somewhere.

Thankfully, Emma was resigned to falling asleep without him tonight, after we included him in our prayers and I suggested she could pretend he was on vacation. But I don't know how long that little idea will last.

I must find that rabbit tomorrow. I simply have to. It makes me so sad to see Emma missing him, her constant little friend.

Also, I think I may very well go insane if I don't solve this mystery. Stuffed animals do not simply up and vanish into thin air. Or do they??

11 comments:

Kourtni said...

Oh so sad about bunny!!! I'm sure you'll find him eventually. I can't tell you how many times something like that has happened to us. I hope you find him SOON though!!!
Hey... so weird. I was having insomnia last night too!!! I didn't get to sleep until about 1:30 am. I'm a little tired today though.

Lisa said...

Poor Emma! I hope Bunny decides to come back from vacation soon.

sohobutterfly said...

Sending bunny-finding vibes your way! :o)

Misty said...

i hate it when something is "there" but it isn't...

Jerusha Abigail said...

oh no!! not poor little bunny!! i really hope you find it soon, for yours and emma's sakes!

sarah marie p said...

Awww... I loved all of the pics of Emma and her bunny. I really hope you solve the mystery and find that dear rabbit! Good luck Sherlock!

jennym said...

We too have had a mysterious disappearance! "Caterpillar" is a soft, musical caterpillar (original name, right?) who disappeared on a recent visit to a friend's house. Our friends insist that he is not with them and I know he is not with us. Every night he is asked for and fondly longed for. I hope you find "Bunny" soon!

The Thompson Family said...

OH Bunny I sure hope you come home soon!

Band of Brothers said...

i can totally relate. i am thinking of installing a low jack in Calvin's orange kitty.

how can orange kitty get lost every day? i spend a great portion of each day searching for him.

the most difficult hiding space we found him in? Inside the piano. yes, inside with the piano keys. oi.

good luck!

Steph Corwin said...

Oh nooooo!! Okay I am sincerely distraught over the loss of our dear friend Bunny. I hope you find him!!

Steph Corwin said...

Emma and Bunny

I knew I remembered seeing him at Jessica's that other weekend. And I got a picture, though I'm sure he'll turn up soon.