the elmos

We have gotten to the point where she has become VERY attached to certain things. She likes her maymun from Liz, the puppy from her Dede, the panda from Banu but she LOVES her elmos. She sleeps with them, plays with them, eats with them, carries them around the house and often takes them outside on our walks. 
A few days ago her held elmo tightly in her hand as I pushed her around the neighborhood in her stroller. I didn't realize until a couple hours later that elmo didn't make it home with us. Matt went out looking for him, asking people in the street if they had seen the little furry red monster. No luck. It was sad - she looked for him constantly and kept asking for him. Then, a miracle. Matt comes home from work yesterday to find elmo left at our door.  The prodigal son returns.