Friday, December 12, 2008

Henry the houseguest

     We have a new pet. His name is Henry. He came with his own passport, and he has travelled extensively. He's an elf.

A christmas Elf. A snitch.
He's here to watch...observe...narc.
He will collect info sans illegal wiretaps, to report to Santa on christmas Eve. 
And he plays dirty.
He's rather antagonistic. Every night he hides himself in a different spot. He leaves a little note, rating the kids on their behavior the previous day. (The first day he arrived, they got a thumbs-down. They were mortified.)

     The Big Guy thinks it's totally creepy that this little doll/elf creeps around the house at night when we're asleep, touching things.
I think he's having flashbacks, memories of the horror movie  "Puppet master". Yeah, I had trouble putting my feet to the floor for a long time after that one, too.

OK, now I'm a little freaked out, too.


  1. That is too cute! Just think, 14 days of Henry-induced behavior modification. How do I get Henry to visit my house?