It is never too early to start on Christmas, right? I am so excited it is November so I can get “the elf” out of the closet. A few months ago I heard about the Elf on the Shelf, a North Pole pixie elf that is supposedly Santa’s biggest secret revealed. According to the book, the elf flies back to the North Pole every night to let Santa know whether you’ve been naughty or nice. And sometimes, if he gets back early enough, he may get bored and end up getting into some mischievious trouble.
That little guy hanging from an oversized push-pin is our elf. I had every intention of buying the real one from Amazon for $30, but found this guy at Meijer for only $3! $3 AND this one actually has bendable arms and legs! (I actually bought 2 because eventually he is going to get into trouble and clone himself.)
Last night I waited for my son to go to sleep and I attached the elf to the wall right outside his bedroom door. Here is the letter “the elf” wrote:
Quite a name, huh…William Alfred Edison Rollo Theodore von Bonaparte, the Conqueror, in honor of 6 of his favorite historical characters/ancestors. (Can you guess who they all are?) Since we’ve told him from the beginning that Santa is not real, he knew right away that I wrote the letter, but he agreed to pretend…for my sake. Just like the time he pretended Leprechauns were real…for my sake. I love him.