Because I'm Desperate

Alex has gone to sleep with his stuffed Froggy every night of his life.

Until tonight. Because we cannot find Froggy anywhere.

Which means that David and I have been looking in every corner and crevice of our house for the last hour.

And I've never felt like more of a crazy woman.

And I can't think of where to look next.

Any suggestions?

Update: Froggy has been located. He was behind the couch where we'd looked, oh, sixty four times. Give or take a ten. And he's now in the bed where he rightly belongs. :-)