Yesterday we picked up our Elf on the Shelf. Marley said she didn't want one because they're creepy and she doesn't like stuff that rhymes. She said she wanted a bunny on the shelf. She wouldn't even carry the box in the store because she was afraid that he was going to come out of the box.
When we got him home I put the bag and his box on the counter and just went about our day. Marley fell asleep on the couch (which never happens) so I used this as an opportunity for our elf to escape from his box. When she woke up he was sitting on the mantel. She saw him immediately and again said 'okay he's creepy' She asked me why I put him there and I told her that while she was sleeping I was in my room playing with Mason so I don't know how he got there. I think she was a little freaked out. At bed time we read the book and picked out a name for our elf. (His magic doesn't work until he has a name) She came downstairs once to check on him to see if he went to the North Pole for the night.
So without further ado... Here's Jack, our Elf.
I'll be back with weekly updates to show what little Jack has been up to and how well Marley's handling the whole santa/elf thing. (She freaked out a while ago about getting an elf because she didn't want it to tell Santa that she's bad) This could be interesting.
See all our elf adventures here
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