Ok, This whole Elf on the Shelf thing? I suck at it. I am not a good Elf wrangler. I do not have good Elf on the Shelf ideas. Not in the freaking slightest. Noooope. For today’s wordless Wednesday, I give you the evolution…or perhaps, the de-evolution (regression?) of my Elf abilities.
I started out nice. I did. Cookie sheet, sugar ‘snow’, elf making a snow angel, and a snowman made from marshmallows. How sweet can you get, right?
Frankly, I gagged myself with the sweetness. But, it’s Christmas, peace on Earth, and all that jazz.
“Do not emotionally scar the children!” is a parenting motto here.
But then, time went on…
Yes, that is what you think. The elf is tied to the bumper of a truck, with tinsel, that is being driven by Stitch. Who’s already shown his dislike of the Elf on a previous evening.
I suspect I may need therapy, because this is what happened last night. Using my cell phone:
I think I need therapy. Wolf and Diva seem to agree, because I caught them whispering earlier, and they don’t seem to want to let me near the Elf again.
But, we have a new microwave…