No-elf

Little A. mugging for the camera when I provided a null response to his idea of awakening the parental units tomorrow at 5am in order to open presents.
He doesn't know about the sack of coal I have placed in a huge box under the Christmas Branch.

We don't usually have a tree due to my outspoken radical environmental opinions, however this year the wind blew down a huge Eastern Red Cedar branch. L and A cut the tip off of it, stuck it in a bucket of rocks and dragged it into the living room a la Charlie Brown, and voila, the Christmas Branch.

So great tidings of joy to all of you on this Christmas Eve.

From all of us at Dogwood Puddle, wishes of peace and happiness.