Say Hello to My Little Friend

So, there's a teeny tiny disadvantage to living in my bedroom.  It's the only room in our entire house that has access to the attic.  Therefore, when we're switching out winter/ summer clothes or decorations that we store in the attic, 'things' appear in my room.  Like my friend here:

My sister, Annie, has dubbed him the name Charley the Snowman. Hehe ;)

Charley's kind of become a fixture in my room...just because I haven't taken the time to put him in the attic.  Kinda sad... Ha!

Can anyone relate?  Please? lol ;)