Mommy has been working late every night and adding this Elf on a Shelf on top of it is starting to take it’s toll. I’ll admit it. Mommy is tired.
But that’s okay, the worst of the Christmas crunch is over now. This was the first morning in I don’t know how long that I got to sleep in. I’d been looking forward to this morning for weeks.
However, “sleep in” is kind of a relative term when you have a pug standing on your chest at 6:45 a.m. licking your lips to try and get you up to make breakfast. Rude.
No I didn’t get up then. I shoved him off of me and fell back to sleep.
Not five minutes later, my left eyelid was literally pried open by three year old fingers. I didn’t even know she was in bed with me. Thank God she was gentle. I was fully awake and aware after that and I sure as hell didn’t dare fall back asleep. No telling what these hooligans had in store for me next.
Well there must be something going around because when we came downstairs, we found a sick Elf on a Shelf had emptied our Tupperware cabinet and made himself a sick bay. Seems as though he was feeling a bit under the weather. I suppose all that flying back and forth to the North Pole for his Elf on a Shelf assignment has finally caught up with him.
Very clever, Chintz. I wish I had thought to hide in a cabinet. I might still be sleeping.
The Cupcake had some funny commentary when she saw Chintz fast asleep with his collection of cold remedies:
“But Mom, Chintz is going to get my doll bed all dirty when he throws up.”
“I’m gonna have to get my Tylenol back when my leg hurts.”
“I’m just going to wash my doll bed when someone throws up on it. “
“But Mom, that ‘stesoscope’ is to big for that bunny.” (It’s the Easter Bunny, get it? LOL)
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