I was just beginning to think that Edmond had been fairly good since his last adventure. I figured “Cookie”, his girlfriend, was a good influence on him. He had made a beautiful Christmas card and he was keeping a low profile. Unfortunately, I was wrong. This morning, as I rounded the corner the above scene greeted me! What?
I have developed a little Santa Collection over the years and I put them by the front door to greet any visitors that may come by at Christmas time. Apparently, Edmond decided he would have a little fun with these Santas. He dragged a bag of mini-marshmallows into the entry and began pelting the unsuspecting Santas. Several of them fell over out of shock. The rest were in awe of what the little elf was capable of. I guess he figured he was already in the “Naughty” category, so he might as well go all the way. No sooner had I shooed him away so that I could clean up the carnage (no Santas were hurt during the filming of this post), when I heard the candy jar top being unscrewed.
I hurried into the other room, and discovered this:
I need to apologize to the men in my life because I had accused them of eating all the candy when all along it was this little imp. The bad thing is that he wasn’t the least bit remorseful. In fact, he was rather proud of his accomplishment and offered me first lick.
I didn’t think that was a good idea, so I told him that I was on a diet. He looked a little hurt, so I assured him that it was the thought that counted. Probably the whole candy thing was a ruse because just as I was beginning to relax a bit, he was off on his real mission: to challenge the Angel Christmas Tree Topper.
Luckily, she’s not quite as sweet and gentle as she looks. She put the potential coup down in one quick lightning bolt aimed just past the little elf to teach him not to fool with her. I was a little surprised because I had never seen that side of her before. (Note to self: Don’t tick off the Angels.)
I think that whole episode scared a little bit of sense into Edmond because he hurried away and hid. Unfortunately, he’s not very good at hiding. I found him in the basket of Santa hats with his hands covering his eyes. I guess he figures that if he can’t see me, I can’t see him. I pretended like I didn’t see him so he would stay there for a while waiting for me to find him. Every time I walk by the basket I hear giggling. I’m sure he will figure it out soon enough and then I will have my hands full. But, for the time being I’ll let him think I’m still looking for him.
PS. you may be wondering why I have a basket of Santa hats. When you visit my house at Christmas time, we always invite you to get into the spirit and wear a Santa Hat. You would be surprised at how wearing a Santa Hat can brighten your day and make others feel good too. Joy! to the World Christ the Savior is born.
If you would like a mini portrait shoot, contact me at firstname.lastname@example.org. I’ll make sure I leave Edmond at home.