Tonight I thought it would be fun to share a small bag of popcorn and read a new story before we laid down for a winters nap. But before our very eyes, the microwave was ready to blow with heavy smoke as I left the popcorn in too long and our minds were struck with fright of an Elf named Elizabeth watching us in the middle of the night.... Obviously the popcorn is not hard to explain but the Elf story?
I purchased "The Elf on a Shelf" book today at the gift shop. It is the cutest little thing. Well, I thought it was.... The story is about an Elf that is working for Santa during the Christmas season. Lauren named her Elf, Elizabeth. The Elf is really a boy but Elizabeth ended up the name... Elizabeth cannot be touched because she has "Christmas magic". Each day Elizabeth sits on her shelf and watches us to see if we are naughty or nice throughout the day. At night time she flies to the North Pole and reports to Santa while we are asleep. When we wake up in the mornings Elizabeth is suppose to be somewhere different than where we left her the night before. All through the season, we are suppose to whisper our wishes to Elizabeth. Christmas Eve is the last night we are to see Elizabeth as she flies to the North Pole to help Santa deliver all the gifts to the children for Christmas and then they start working on the new toys for next year.... Lauren loves Elizabeth; however, I believe Elizabeth now has her scared too death. Elizabeth is restricted not to enter Lauren's bedroom at nighttime. She is only allowed to watch Lauren during the daytime. Lauren has been assured that each morning when she awakes that Elizabeth will be "on her shelf" and not running free throughout the house. If you can't imagine the awestruck after I read the story, just remember the time when she thought that the Grinch was actually inside of the box she was holding.
A story that is so innocent has turned into a possible nightmare. I'm awaiting the yell for HELP as Elizabeth is dancing in Lauren's head running amuck instead of the excitement of Christmastime approaching.
Now I understand why it's so hard to keep Santa a secret....
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:) I remember the Grinch in the box night well!! I hope she didn't react quite like that! Sorry you had such a rough night! It is amazing how some things that we think are a little deal can get stuck in her mind and be something she focuses on.
...thanks for posting what you guys were up to last night! :)
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