Hiding Place

Through out December I often had moments where things became quiet and still. Of course upon recognizing the unusual calm I freaked out and began to search for West. I'd say that 8 out of 10 times this is what I'd find...

Cramped behind the side table and wedged between the Christmas tree, wall and couch I'd find this little guy carefully emptying our advent calender and searching for the remnants of little gifts of Christmas's past. Among his treasures were breath mints, a reindeer eraser and a set of dice.

Of course I didn't put him in time out. I mean, with eyes like these could you?

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