It’s been a busy weekend of partying and visiting Santa so I haven’t written about Eddie the Elf.
Here’s what he’s been up to…
On day 9 he decided I was having eggs for breakfast. I didn’t particularly want eggs but the bad tempered little turd wouldn’t take no for a answer, I didn’t want to anger the beast so I didn’t make a fuss. He also told me I was a crap mum as I hadn’t made Nina the hot chocolate she received WEEKS ago, so I was forced to make it for her.
On day 10 we had Elf Milk. For the love of all that is holy DO NOT TRY THIS ONE. It is vile. I made strawberry milkshake and added a dash of blue food colouring. It’s a bloody good job I tried it before giving it to Nina (who thankfully said no) as I think it’d’ve been a full on ‘Guest House Paradiso‘ scenario.
He also delivered a letter from the big man himself (Bravo to the Royal Mail).
And today he’s just hung around as he knew we had a big day planned going to visit Santa (he’d obvs given us the heads up on where Santa would be today – he’s a busy guy ?)