You know how it goes. Your kid talks to other kids to compare notes about how holidays are being celebrated in their homes. Ernie, a shelf elf, came into our lives last year after I got word from Charlotte that families we know had one. It made sense to bring this character around to use as leverage for good behavior–especially one who hangs out in person but can’t be touched for fear of breaking his magic. Now comes the report from my daughter that one neighbor’s shelf elf is back and up to elf hijinks. Here I thought the elves didn’t appear until December 1. So that means our Ernie has either been detained by Santa or dead. Apparently this same elf down the street, Jeff, brought a letter detailing he’d been promoted to a team leader. That means Ernie will get a promotion, too, my 6-year-old pointed out to me not in those words. Great. Now in addition to secretly moving the dude to a new location every night ’til Christmas, I have to come up with documents and details about his so-called life in The North Pole. It gets better. One of Charlotte’s classmates explained in her family EACH person gets an elf. Really? No way is my house going to have four shelf elves creeping around. Hit the road and get back to toy making!
Posted under Baby Thomas: Month 53
This post was written by Tara on November 28, 2012