This is our last week with Ginger. She will return home to the North Pole (a.k.a The Shed) on Sunday the 24th. I hope she gets a good employee evaluation from the Head Elf, or Santa or whoever.
Here’s what she’s been up to this week;
Quite the engineer she is!
I guess this is a game of “tag”? The Gingerbread man got caught.
Let it snow baby!
Just how many pieces of bubblegum did it take to get a bubble that big?
It’s a nice thought to welcome the girls back (how did she know they would be with us a day early?), but those post-its ain’t cheap!
In case you can’t read her note it says “I brought you a snowman from the North Pole”. But this is Florida and it melted. Silly elf!
Caught her with some popcorn watching “Christmas Vacation”. At least she has good taste in Christmas movies.
On her last day, she tried to make breakfast for the girls. She needed a little help. The note says, “I brought you breakfast. Daddy needs cooking, can you help?”. I did the bacon, daddy did the chocolate chip pancakes.
So Ginger goes off to the North Pole until next year. We hope she didn’t do anything to get into trouble with Santa so she comes back next year. We’d hate to have to train another Elf all over again!
The girls convinced Wifey® to buy them an “Elf On A Shelf” this year. They named this one Ginger. Luckily the box said that this elf was a girl because the only difference I could see between the “boy” elf and the “girl” elf is that this one has painted on earrings. And we all know that earrings are not a gender identifier anymore. So thank you whoever designed the boxes.
Since we only have the girls at our house on weekends, we figured Santa sent us an “apprentice elf”. This is just a training mission, with light weekend duty only. So it’s only natural that poor Ginger gets bored during the week.
Although she hasn’t done anything inappropriate, we have found her in some unusual places in the mornings.
Ice fishing for goldfish. Seems she caught one too!
Having a tea party (with the girls best tea set) and two other elves.
Toy shopping in a catalog. Not sure who the gifts are for though…
Touching up a foot painting of the youngest granddaughter.
Watching the Charlie Brown Christmas play. If you look closely you can see she’s petting a catnip mouse!