Tuesday, December 9, 2014

That elf

Remember how I hate the whole "Santa's good list/naughty list" thing? I don't care if others do it, but it's just not for me, especially with Nate getting anxious over the whole thing. So then this happened after Nate went to school and he found out that ALLLLL of his friends had that piece of overpriced commercialized cr er, delightful scamp in their home:



So what did Santa do? Well Santa sent one, obviously. BUT our Elf on the Shelf does not report back to Santa like a creepy tattletale-r. He's only here to play magical hide and seek as long as Nate is cool with it. His name is Jimmy. I already had to promise Nate that Jimmy would not be hiding in Nate's room at night. I mean, I can't imagine why that would make him uneasy or anything. I would be totally comfortable with a tiny child like man sneaking around my room at night as I slept. (And no, I am NOT going to make a joke here about my husband, even though I set that up PERFECTLY. Because it is almost Christmas, and I need to stay on the nice list.)
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