It's almost that time of the year-time to bring out the Elf on the Shelf. For me, it's a tradition that goes back to my own childhood. It's the first vision of holiday fun. In fact, I used the same Elf that I had until the Puppy Dog mistook it for a chew toy!
When I was growing up, my elf just sat on the shelf. Now, he's a mischievous little fellow who winds up in compromising positions and perpetually in motion.
A few days before, a welcome letter arrives printed from Nola Mommy letting us know the fun is about to begin!
I do 25 days of elvish fun, starting with a welcome elf breakfast on December 1st. That's when the trouble starts! He can shatter the peaceful demeanor of the holiday season, but we appreciate his pranks!
When I was growing up, my elf just sat on the shelf. Now, he's a mischievous little fellow who winds up in compromising positions and perpetually in motion.
A few days before, a welcome letter arrives printed from Nola Mommy letting us know the fun is about to begin!
I do 25 days of elvish fun, starting with a welcome elf breakfast on December 1st. That's when the trouble starts! He can shatter the peaceful demeanor of the holiday season, but we appreciate his pranks!
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sounds like a lot of fun and a great tradition.
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