Well, it's that time of year again.
Time to wake up each morning to a Facebook feed of sneaky red elves in compromising situations in your most creative friends' homes. Or perhaps you yourself are an Elf on the Shelfer? Maybe you and your kids are dazzled each morning by a small mischief maker who flies around at night and does hilarious things.
Or maybe you, like me, would just as soon enjoy this one from the sidelines.
Let's be honest. It's not like December is gagging for more activity. I mean, with the advent calendar and Christmas parties and teacher gifts and holiday cards and decorations and CHRISTMAS (not to mention normal life...), I already feel in the weeds and it's only December 1st. Really the last thing I need is another super fun and magical thing to look forward to EVERY SINGLE DAY.
Once you have an elf in your home, you cannot help but be swept up in its magic.
No, really. I tried to suggest we just weren't really an Elf on the Shelf kind of family ("Guys, c'mon. Do we really need some elf hanging around keeping track of whether or not we are good? Seems a little weird...") but it didn't take.
"But, Mama, remember his letter last year? He's not here to keep track of us! He's just here to hang out and enjoy Christmastime with our family!"
"And he might do silly things!"
Turns out, when kids are promised daily magic by a doll in an elf hat, THERE WILL BE DAILY MAGIC.
Or, you know, something.
Neither of my boys really has high hopes for this elf. Apparently "Bob" worked so hard making toys last year that by the time he got to our house (by way of the boys' cousins...) all he wanted to do was put his feet up and chillax. We found him riffling through the long forgotten Halloween candy a couple of times and I think he maybe switched shelves now and then, but other than that, he just kind of hung around.
He had obviously never caught wind of Pinterest.
This year, when the boys found him in the box of Christmas things I immediately wondered why I hadn't hid him when I had the chance. But the boys were so excited! I wondered if Bob had found his groove. Would be be more magical this year? I hoped he would be a little more awesome but in a practical, not over the top, sort of way. Like, maybe after the kids go to sleep he could fold all the laundry and in the morning present us with perfectly folded stacks and a note that says, "You're welcome."
This morning when the boys got up they couldn't wait to find him. It didn't take long for them to discover Bob sitting near the advent calendar with a note rolled up in his arms.
It said hello, obviously, and then asked the boys to write down one thing they're grateful for every day so that on Christmas we can read back all the notes around the tree. He said they should make Mom and Dad do it to.
Then the boys noticed their advent calendar had a note sticking out for December 1st. Only something was a little bit fishy.
I had written, "Let's go to the indoor/outdoor place to look at the decorations!" (Opryland Hotel) but someone had crossed that out and written, "Watch Elf!"
As we pondered what could possibly be going on, Finn pointed out that Bob was holding a green marker.
Well played, Mr. Elf. Sure going to the Opryland Hotel to see the decorations would have been fun but who doesn't want to get cozy at home and watch Elf? Especially on a rainy day. When I'm still a little sore from capture the flag this weekend and fighting off the impending crud. Plus, I've got all those ornaments for Liam's class to finish sewing...
I think Elf on the Shelf is right! Elf on the couch is the perfect way to spend this afternoon.
I think this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship...