Minions. You either love them or hate them.
Though, I have to say, I see much more love than hate. With the exception of my teen daughter. For some reason or other, Minions rub her the wrong way. And once she expressed her anti-Minion stance I took it upon myself to surround her with Minions.
When a box covered in Minion images arrived in the mail, I felt compelled to cut out those Minions. And then hide them around her room. One on her pillow. Another in the closet. And the best one? Taped to the underside of her drawer so it would pop up when she opened it to get a pair of socks …
Tee hee hee.
Wishing you a mason-jar-craft-filled day!