Here’s this week’s elfing roundup. Last week we left off with Roger and Rainbow Dash having a sip of tea ( in my Bill Cosby voice). Let’s set all the rumors straight, Roger and Rainbow Dash are “friends” with no benefits. I know, I know you’re saying, ” if they’re only friends why is he cooking this chic crabby patties?” I don’t know! You have to ask Rog that.
Jala woke up and was fascinated by the crabby patties.
Jala: These crabby patties are so good! He has to give me the recipe.
Seriously, kid?! Seriously? He made a few extra for her to put in her lunch bag. I didn’t think that could possibly be a cover blowing situation until….. Jala told one of her classmates that her elf made her the crabby patties and asked her did she have an elf. All we need is for this little girl to go home and tell her parents that her classmate has an elf. You know how the story could end.
Well, guess Roger was tired of cooking and wanted some playtime.
Not much coloring going on with those bubble gum crayons ( which was hard to chew by the way).
Evidently, I need to lower the heat in the house because although it’s been like -9° outside, Roger thought he was in Bahama Mama.
Then he fail. I mean fell.
Get up from there Roger!!!!!! Jala woke up and couldn’t find him cause dude was slipping on his job punintended. So, I had to reinforce the washi tape with some duck tape. I’m telling all my secrets. I love Jala because she got the whole concept. After I fixed him and she found him she said, ” Roger is laying on a hammock and he made a palm tree out of a candy cane. It’s like he’s chilln. ” Good girl.
I’ll subconsciously lock you up! Bet you won’t slip again, Roger.
Then this dude escapes!
I woke up early in the morning because I fell asleep and forgot to move him and he was GONE! DAMN! DAMN! DAMN! ( In my Florida Evans voice) I ran like a flash to see if my husband knew what was the matter! Because earlier that day he mentioned putting him on top of the tree and he wasn’t there. My next thought was my son hid him….. I was hoping he moved him and not being a jealous middle child and hid him. That’s when I went in the kitchen…..
Whew!!!! My son put him here. In order to keep him from tricking I let him in on the elfing shenanigans. My husband and I said we’re surprised he hasn’t snitched. Just knowing he would have gotten mad about something and yell out, ” he ain’t real anyway, shoot! Stupid elf.” ROTFL. Guess he knows snitches get stitches….on their Christmas list that is.
Yesterday he forgot to move him where we discussed. Come on, son, you younger than me! So, I moved him and forgot to take a pic. LOL It was lame anyway he was sitting in a coffee cup.
Last night my husband came up stairs looking puzzled with the WTF is going on look on his face. He mumbled about wasting tissue and why was James touching the elf. I mumbled back about anything to keep him quite. Then this happened.
OH!!!! You recycling this tissue, bro.