A Little Wobble and a Lift

My yarn body gave a soft twitch, and I blinked at the bright room! I looked down at the tiny white card pressed against my tummy. I gave my arms a squeeze, shifting my grip just a little bit, and tilted the card forward to show off the bold printed words. The smooth table surface beneath me felt cool and solid. I wobbled once, found my balance, and grinned—ready to spread good cheer!