He hopped onto a card garland, scaled the stove vent, and alighted on the blinds.
Buddy the elf was identified by the boy above the manger, on the hutch, swinging on a garland, and observing The Last Supper.
He hid on the hinge by the entry doors, and hitched a ride on the ceiling fan.
On day 25, Christmas, he assumed a prime spot on the tree, enjoying the moment!
Merry Christmas!
Apparently the elf visits Santa at the North Pole daily to report the boy’s behavior…
He’ll retreat to the garage rafters until next year. Bon voyage!
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