I couldn't find the shepherd. I just couldn't. I cleaned the whole downstairs like I do every night and searched for it for the last two nights and he was no where to be found. And then I glanced over and there he was, right where the camel had been two nights before (note to self, check the monkey ball ramp 1st next time... because let's face it, it's highly likely that there will be a next time...) and I saw the shepherd and baby Jesus on the ramp.
Maggie has apparently been quite busy:
Once everyone was back in their groups I began thinking up new places for our little guys to hide:
And I decided to surprise Mae by making her job of swiping members of the Shepherd Search Team and hiding them a tiny bit easier:
And that's the 11th day of Advent in our house! Tomorrow we'll be halfway to Christmas Eve (although the day I'm secretly wishing for is December 18th, when Paul's last final will be turned in...)!