On the first morning of December, I found this note at the bottom of our staircase.
Leave it to Joy to think outside the Christmas box. Since then, we've been finding her plush enderman in a different spot around our house (almost) every day. He might be . . .
. . . lounging by the window . . .
. . . napping atop our hutch . . .
. . . or sitting on a wreath, watching to make sure we're all being good little girls, boys, and squishmallows. It's fun to see the different hiding places Joy comes up with, and whether she remembers to move him each day (it's easy to forget that sort of thing).
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