Partner in crafty crime and I needed to go to the local thrift shop to buy her some new clothes, since she flatly refuses to stop growing. When a hobbit marries an elf, you might expect at least one shorty in the bunch. Nope. (I know what you're going to say, Joy, but my answer is "quiet you", you're taller than me).
Anyhoo, while searching for the aforementioned garb for youngest elf, I serendipitously spied this cunning chickie matryoshka doll. Cheap, cheap! (get it?) Just the thing for spring. Sticker on the bottom says "Made in U.S.S.R".