An elf spent some time in the kitchen last night while I was sleeping.
Unfortunately, he didn’t leave any of his treats for Trini to have for breakfast.
Just now, he said that he thought about waking me up so that we could share, but didn’t think it would be worth it just for a croissant.
Ah, well. . .tonight I packed a "lunch" because the elf has to go in to work.
We had a "whip-something-up-with-whatever-you’ve-got-on-hand" baked treat a few minutes ago:
Pears with cinnamon and sugar wrapped in pie crust.