The Night Before We Ran Out of TP.

When you have children it seems like little things never last as long as they should.  Shampoo for instance comes and goes so quickly that I often hear myself say things like "Didn't I just buy you a bottle?"  One of the things that seems to dissappear before it should in my house is toilet tissue.  Toilet paper is my husbands stocking domain.  He likes certain kinds and since I have no TP preference I let him make sure it stays stocked with his "favorite" kind.

Recently, a certain naughty elf in our house decided to play a trick on my husband and all of us.  Apparently, she likes to strike right where it hurts...our supply of toilet paper.  I heard my daughter exclaim when she got up "Christina, you are a bad elf.  You are making us all look bad.  Dad is going to be super mad you used his favorite butt paper for your tricks."  I managed to keep a straight face for most of the "telling on her elf" she did when we both rolled into the room sleepy and wishing it was later.  My favorite part was when she said "Mom, I think maybe I taught my elf to be bad by acting up."  Hmmm.  Elf...listen up...Dad says "No more toilet paper using tricks!"

Caught Elf Handed...

She really should be a quarter back...look at that ARM??

She covered it completely!