Christmas jammies...

A special knock came to our door. Silver Spurs, the elf, doorbell-ditched us some Christmas jammies before heading back to the North Pole. 

Best lie I ever told my kids: The reason we don't have an elf that sits in a sink full of mini-marshmallows with a tiny fishing pool is because our elf knows how to work hard so he stays to help Santa.

Perry points at his feet and says, "Ho, ho, ho!" 

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