Bendy Morning Poses

Wiggle, wiggle... out from the woolly sleeve I popped! Right in the morning light stood a pale wooden drawing figure with clicky, round joints. Ooooh! A quiet, skinny wooden friend waiting for morning gymnastics! I tapped its smooth little head with one yellow mitten—clack! Then I grabbed its tiny wooden elbow and pushed it way, waaay up toward the ceiling. Click! It stayed right there! I stretched my own long blue arm straight up to match—one wooden point, one fuzzy reach! We struck three whole bendy poses together on the polished wood until my balance gave a funny wobble, and I tumbled into a giggly blue heap right at its feet!