December 1st was {drum roll} Antarctica Day, and the day our Elf returned. {FYI, since I don't know who is reading my blog, all elf posts are kid-friendly.}
As many of you know, I have 2 children. One is still very young and full of imagination. The other is teetering on tweenhood, has recently become too cool to hold my hand in public, and lets out a very dramatic sigh every morning when the school bus pulls up and I kiss him goodbye. Which is why we have a new Elf this year. Somehow {I have no idea how this happened}, our Elf was wedged into one of the shelves in my office. For months. And my older son realized this and took note, announcing a few weeks ago, that "he didn't know if I knew it, but the Elf's just been sitting on my office shelf" {accompanied by a look like, "so, I'm thinking it's not real".} Well, as we all know, Elves move daily, and they go back to the North Pole around December 24th. I have no idea why our Elf stuck around {or how he lodged himself in between a bunch of junk on a high shelf in my home office?!}, but by the time he woke up from his post-holiday slumber and went home, there must not have been enough time to get back down to CT.
For anyone who doesn't have a phonetic speller, I'll help you out:
- Be nice!
- Share! x2
- Teamwork!
- Help!
- Take turns!
- Introduce yourself!
- Smile
- Be funny! x2
Fine. She'll just have to make sure he still believes...
because everyone know I wouldn't TP my son's room.
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