From the mind of Austin:
The following beverage box was sitting on the counter waiting to be taken to the recycle bin.
Austin: Look Mommy!
Me: What is it Austin?
Austin: Wow Mommy.
Me: What is that on the box?
Austin: It's a grandma.
Me (after turning the box around thinking there may be a different picture on the other side): What?
Austin: It's a grandma, Mommy, it's a grandma. Hi little grandma, hi!
A closer look at the "grandma"
I would love to get in his head and understand the reasoning going on in there.
Sorry to all of you grandmas. I am sure he meant that in the most loving and endearing way. I mean the elf is smiling and carrying what could be gifts or treats on his back.