Olivia's special, special Tiger, given to her by GrandDad and Miss Adele for her tonsilectomy and taken with her into surgery, was (SOB!) packed up accidentally by the movers.
We had opened up the majority of boxes and Mick and I were starting to feel lots of dread when Olivia would ask, "What if she's in storage and I don't see her for three years?" On Friday night I started opening up each remaining box and just looked through it without getting the stuff out and HOORAY!!!!!! Tiger was found!!!!!!
(I had Tom and Adele on notice and they were going to Omaha to check at the store where they bought her for Olivia a year and a half ago. Thank you!)
Olivia was already asleep, but I nudged her and gave her Tiger and she smiled, cuddled Lily to her and went back to sleep.
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