Every year around Christmastime in the early 70's, pixies like these would pop up in the house, peeking at us while perched on picture frames. We had to be on our best behavior when we were in their sight, lest they turn in a bad report to Santa that night while we slept. They mysteriously moved around overnight, and it was fun to hunt for them the next day. With the
Elf on a Shelf, I'm glad to see this tradition is being revived for a new generation.
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