Shortly after Thanksgiving this year, an Elf on the Shelf came to visit for the first time. In case you don't know, the Elf comes to live with a family, gets it's magic once he or she is named, and uses that magic to fly back to the North Pole every night to report to Santa on the good behavior (or bad behavior) of the children of the family. Every morning the Elf is in a new spot, usually up to some shenanigans. We wanted to give our Elf an Italian name and I was vetoed multiple times on my suggestion of "Fabio" (I'm the only one in this house with a sense of humor!). We settled on "Gelato," which the kids loved. A few days later I said to Brian, "Oh man, we should have named our Elf Biscotti!" And he was all, "Why would we do that? That is so ridiculous!" But Gelato the Elf is totally cool.
The kids were very excited every morning to find him in the beginning, then as Mommy's good ideas tapered off and Gelato got boring, they were more interested in their toy advent calendars. And Emily would get very mad if Gelato was found playing with any toys. Poor baby Jesus got stolen out of Gelato's arms a good half-dozen times until she finally hid him. Still not sure where the little guy is! Anyways, here are some of Gelato's best antics.
Defacing a photo of the kids, got caught by our toy soldier detachment, made himself a house, and a toilet paper greeting
Making smores, a little message in the mirror, Elves love syrup, Gelato writes a note to Brian after Brian drew a picture and was then upset that it wasn't perfect and threw it into the fireplace burn pile
Playing with sprinkles, reading with friends, piggyback ride on the Daddy nutcracker, chillin in a stocking
Ziplining, Gelato took a day to visit our cousins Jake and Alani in AZ so their Elfie visited us one day, getting crazy with stickers, Gelato hid our stockings and put up our "unnerwears" instead--Emily loved this
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