Elise has an elf and his name is Jingle. He moved into our house on December 1st and reports directly to Santa each night. I sure hope he's only telling Santa how fantastic and well behaved we all are. Each day he's in a new spot. It's always a surprise to see where he wants to spend his day. We aren't allowed to touch him or play with him... afterall he isn't a toy. Hopefully I won't catch him in our bathroom or someplace crazy-- otherwise I'll have to send Santa an email.
And Santa somehow got a hold of my cell phone number. Jingle must have told him that Elise wouldn't eat her apples during dinner and he called! Not only did he call but he said to eat her apples! Afterwards, he called back and said that she got a gold star for doing a job well done. That Jingle-- he's on top of things!
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