Somehow, during the night Bob escaped the Lego gestapo/Bobivers travels predicament and travelled back to his roots to get himself cleaned up and back on the right path.

Nothing like a jacuzzi of holiday ornaments to make an elf feel like himself again. And spending time with friends from the North Pole can always lift an elf’s spirits. Thumpety thump thump…. In the Charlie Brown Christmas tree. And hanging at his house (which Timmy says is “Bob’s Dreamhouse”- like in Barbie’s dreamhouse) back up in the North Pole. Hmmmm….I think Bob grew a little since he left home. Must’ve been all those sweets he was eating while he was with us.  And in a final moment of repentance, a salute to his adopted homeland.  The last bit of Bob’s clean up on the blog tomorrow. Hope you are all enjoying your Christmas Eve!!

The Lego Secret Police were on the job yesterday and saw Bob drunk driving. The found him this morning layed out next to the toilet with a bottle of asprin, and the judge at Lego court sentenced him to 1 day of community service for his actions. Maybe cause it’s his first offense? He’s so lucky he didn’t have to go to jail. Maybe he used Lindsay Lohan’s lawyer?

His sentence included working for Habitat for Humanity in Legoland and building the poor a new castle.

But then he tried to run away, even under heavy guard from the Lego Secret Police.  These Lego guys don’t mess around. It’s like Bobivers Travels up there.  How is Bob ever going to get out of this mess? And with only two days until Christmas!! To be continued…

Just when we thought Bob was turning things around yesterday, this is what I came down to find early this morning. And it was waaaaaaay before 12pm. WTF Bob? What kind of example are you setting??

And if the drinking beer isn’t bad enough, he hijacked Batman’s Batmobile and was drunk driving!  And then he passed out! Well, you deserve it Bob.  I mean, what is going on in the North Pole with the elf training? What would Santa say?
Bob, you are SO getting an elf intervention.

After yesterday’s debacle with Bob having to get his mouth washed out with soap, he turned over a new leaf and got back into the Christmas spirit of being kind to others. The Toy Story guys were so happy to have Bob reading them a story.

Bob can be a good elf. Sometimes.

And no, I still have nothing better to do with my time. (I really do, but this is just too fun to stop!)

In homage to our most favorite holiday movie here at the Beyrer’s, Bob’s taken a page or two from A Christmas Story.

Bob with the real deal leg lamp. “Oh, would you look at that?! It’s indescribably beautiful! It reminds me of the 4th of July!” “It’s a major award”.

But then, things took a turn for the worse after Bob got out of the tree.

“Only I didn’t say Fudge. I said THE word, the big one, the queen mother of all dirty words. The F dash dash dash word.”

“Over the years I got to be quite a connoisseur of soap. Though my personal preference was for Lux, I found that Palmolive had a nice, piquant after-dinner flavor – heavy, but with a touch of mellow smoothness. Life Buoy, on the other hand… YECCHH!” Oh Bob, what are we going to do with you? “What brought you to this lowly place?” “It was….it was…. soap poisioning.”

Keep it clean please, Bob. This is a family blog.