Our Elf found himself under our recently made gingerbread house ala Wizard of Oz style. Clever little Elf.
As soon as we discovered him, the following ran through my head...
The house began to twitch.
The kitchen took a slitch.
It landed on the Wicked Elf on a Shelf in the middle of a ditch.
Which was not a healthy situation for the Wicked Elf on a Shelf.
The house began to pitch.
The kitchen took a slitch.
It landed on the Wicked Elf on a Shelf in the middle of the ditch.
I hope when the Elf returns tomorrow, he does so without a catchy ditty getting stuck in my head.
