Mom and I put our tree up. We decorated with a mix of old and new ornaments. Lots of little treasures and fond memories hang on that tree.
I added our elf to the tree. Didn’t think we had anything to worry about. I know folks with kids have elves causing mischief around their homes. Figured since our elf is over 50 years old, that he was probably beyond the age of causing any trouble. Boy was I wrong.
I’ll be dang if the little arthritic guy didn’t muster up the energy to eat all our sugar pecan treats that our friend Deb so kindly made for us. I was being good and only eating two or three a day, making them last. Got up this morning and he’s cleaned out the container. Even licked up the crumbs. Last time I trust him to watch over any homemade goodies.
To be continued...
To be continued...