Cow

Elizabeth really needs a new bed. She has been mature enough to move out of the crib for some time, so it is now up to Terry and I. For the past few weeks she's been going to bed late and getting up pretty early. I suppose she needed a bit of comfort on one of those days because when Terry came in to get her in the morning, she found her lying in bed with a stuffed cow on top of her. Not some tiny little stuffed cow, but a larger than Elizabeth is stuffed cow. She must have climbed out of the crib, threw the cow in, and then climbed back in herself.