We were looking for Tolstoy last night and found him in Ben’s bed. He tends to go there when Ben’s away. There is a child size hole in all the crap in his bed. That’s all the space he has to sleep in. And not shown in this picture are polar bear and beaver (who are with him at scout camp), the two giant ikea sharks, snowman blanket from Scottsdales and the stuffed wolf we always think is a real dog from Smythes.
