![]() When I went to her room, she was under all her pillows telling me to go away and make the elf go away because she didn't want it looking at her. I was so confused, but also could not stop laughing because that was def NOT the reaction I was expecting. I was so excited for her to see it, that before she could even rub her eyes into focus I was yelling, 'look at who lives here now!'Īnd I shit you not, and how I wish I had a camera recording.she legit tipped the chair over, fell off backwards and darted out of the kitchen with one of those sheer terror silent screams. She came out to the table, half asleep, like a robot on autopilot, to eat breakfast. I set it up the first night tipping over her Fruit Loops and spelling out HELLO EMMA with the spilled cereal. And I mean she had about three printed words going at five years old.and she wanted one so bad she learned new words to write. When I first got one of these, my youngest daughter was in kindergarten and wrote a letter to Santa to invite one to our house. Instead, I will bother you with how I turned our elves into something awesome, that probably won't win me any mother-of-the-year-awards, but when you're already in dead last place for that award.you might as well really do that shit up right. So I won't bother you with all the reasons I hate it. And I know every parent complains about these, so you certainly don't need to hear another. Whoever started this should be put before a firing squad. That's right, these candy cane white russian cocktails are so tasty that even my elves couldn't resist them and ended up shit faced. ![]() Special note - if you don't have peppermint vodka, you will want to run out immediately and get some. On the third day of drunk Christmas my true love gave to me.a Candy Cane White Russian and a couple of drunk elves.
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