Though it’s January, I’d like to pay homage to the Elf on the Shelf, and my husband’s relentless pursuit in capturing this mischievous creature.
In 2022, the Elf officially set up a front door near the Christmas tree:
After that, December was a rollercoaster of cute shenanigans and spiteful pranks. There were cute strolls with Paw Patrol puppies, using a candle as a toilet, shredding a snow man’s nose, and plenty more:
So much so, that my oldest child wrote the Elf an eviction notice:
This didn’t deter the Elf at all.
Now, I’m a bit hesitant to see the level of debauchery the Elf will commit in 2023.