Do you do the Elf on a Shelf thing? At my house, we do. Or, rather, my wife does. The elf has a name: Blueberry Jackson. When Blueberry Jackson made his arrival this year, he tracked in a Hefty bag worth of leaves through the living room. Because apparently that’s what elves do.
Which is why I think this is hysterical. Thank you, Alice Laussade. For that last photo alone, you have earned a place in the pantheon.