THE ANTICS OF ONE ELF!

2009

My first year to visit the Galloways.  I hope they like me.  I need to be good so they will want me to come back.  Here is some of the fun we had:

Day 1:  COOL!  They have a playstation.  I convinced some new friends to play with me!

Day 2:  I was kinda homesick... so I turned their toilet water the shade of Christmas Trees.

Day 3:  They finally put up their stockings.  So I brought a Skittles treat for the boys.

Day 4:  I decorated the little tree for James and Will's room and put it in there while they were sleeping.

 
 Day 5:  The Galloway boys had a couple days of not their best behavior... I brought a coal warning from the Big Man with instructions on how to make it better!

Day 6:  I cleaned out the pantry for them and taught them how to spell my name... in canned goods.  Momma Galloway wasn't pleased!

Day 7:  Homesick again... and slept in the freezer.  What can I say... Elves LOVE ice cream!

Day 8:  A gift that will be fun to do as a family!

Day 9:  Elves like ice cream... and candy.  My friends and I got in a heated game of Candyland.

Day 10:  It doesn't snow much in Tennessee... so I wanted the boys to have a white Christmas.  I hung snowflakes and CANDY from their ceiling while they slept!

Day 11:  Momma Galloway woke up and found me with her nice camera.  Upon further investigation, she discovered I had gone on a photo shoot the night before.

Day 12:  While the humans sleep, us elves MUST entertain ourselves!

Day 13:  The boys had a hard time finding me this morning... I was WAY up in the top of their tree.

Day 14:  A message to celebrate the last day of school.  

Day 15:  In all the fun we elves have, it's nice to stop and remember why we really celebrate Christmas!

Day 16:  Knocked out during the snowball fight... or stuffed from all the marshmallows I ate?!?!

Day 17:  A drive-in movie in a SWEET ride and my FAVORITE movie!

Day 18:  Nutcracker and I got the midnight munchies and borrowed Momma Galloway's van to make a burger run.  

Day 19:  My last day for this year... but I'll be back.  It might take them a year to clean up my flour snow angel! (or a year for Momma Galloway to recover from my visit!)