I forgot to move Jangle the elf last night. Oh no! To make matters worse, Paul routinely gets up before I do. I still haven't figured out why he gets up so early. I think he might be a morning person, like Coker. TJ and I prefer to sleep as late as we can.
On this morning, the eighth of December, Coker is out of town and Paul came downstairs around 6:30. He finds Jangle right where Gertie left him when she knocked him out of Paul's boot: on the floor...
Paul comes through my room to take a shower and greets me with a "good morning." I mumble something and keep sleeping until I remember JANGLE! Hearing the shower running, I jump out of bed to move him, hoping Paul didn't look for him yet. He's gone! Could Paul have moved him? Did Gertie carry him off? I decide to get back in bed and see what happens.
I don't mention Jangle. Finally, as I'm making lunches, Paul asks if anyone has found the elf yet.
"No. Where could he be?"
"I think he's here in the tree."
I walk over to look. "That's a great spot! Good job, Jangle!" I give Paul a hug and a smile. He smiles back. Jangle looks mischievous.
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Oops! He may have discovered the big picture.
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