Imperishable, Undefiled and Unfading

I usually don't ask for things like this but my grandma is missing right now. Can any of you religious peeps pray for her?

sleeptown is a place I've introduced the baby to that she can visit while she naps (critically, sleeptown, despite what the name might seem to suggest, is only available for travel during naptime, not nighttime sleep). residents of sleeptown include:

the dairy queen and her karate dojo filled with bunnies made of ice cream (the dairy queen is also a bunny made of ice cream)

Pablo, the talking turtle who lives in a studio apartment, out of which he offers pottery classes. he will teach you to make a ceramic turtle shell it you are very good and polite, but otherwise you can only do vases or bowls

the big, red, scary dragon who lives in the cave beside Pablo's apartment. his lair is filled with coins and gems and most importantly, the skeletons of adventurers who dared to enter. however, we have discovered that he has a great fondness for mozzarella sticks, and that if you bring him them a couple times and get to know him, he's actually pretty cool and will let you ride around sleeptown on his back

the baby has been named queen of the Gründelbergs, a peaceful and scientifically minded group of teeny tiny aliens. they look like the colourful little balls she can see in her funny looking rattle, but we don't judge how they look

shortly after her coronation, their spaceship was endangered by the evil and very hungry caterpillar. the queen, without hesitation, rolled herself on top of their spaceship to lay down her life in defense of her people, however thankfully this was enough to scare off the threat

in celebration, they named a holiday in her honour (Rollover Day), where they celebrate with little tiny desserts called rollovers (they bear a strong resemblance to turnovers but that's entirely coincidental)