I can't wait to find out what you are going to name me. I flew back to the North Pole last night and I am as tired as a marathon runner. Being one of Santas elfs is hard work. I am waiting to take your applications back to Santa when they are all finished. Santa sent me with a surprise to give to you. He said that first you need to solve a math problem. I left the problems back by your muddy mud shakes.
Good luck and remember I am taking notes on who is naughty and who is nice Santa wants to now. He is also exited to read about the day on your blogs.