An elephant’s memory

An elephant’s memory, 100 percent.

That mysterious, moth-threatening package? It contained this..

Skull-and-crossbones-a-go-go! Wax lips and…there was a box of Red Hot Tamales but Tom made them disappear. There was a bunch of spider/pumpkin/skull and crossbones confetti, which I got a real kick out of because it stuck to my hands and gave the illusion of spiders, etc. that wouldn’t get OFF ME! But I put them all in the pouch so Wes wouldn’t eat it. Good Mom, huh?

Thank you, Rox! There will be a little extra Josh in your Christmas stocking.

One thought on “An elephant’s memory

Join the chatter and leave a comment

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s