Elf Life

It’s 8 am on a Monday morning and our youngest child is crying and stomping through the house. We attempt to intervene, “Hey baby girl what happened ?”

She responds, “I don’t need you! I need to see the elves! I’m telling cause Carlee is rude!” We listen to her in the family room. “Jessica, Powellson…” she says to the two elves positioned on the mantle. “Carlee is being rude!”

We learned that apparently her majesty didn’t want food coloring in her yogurt (It was blue.) and wanted to be sure Santa knew what a travesty it was to assume she wanted blue yogurt and just who was to blame.

You just can’t make this stuff up!

Elf Life for Life!

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