Well, I did it. It's the last day of 2014, and we STILL don't have an Elf on the Shelf.
Jack requested one this year. He was pretty cute about it (as he is), but I stayed strong.
Jack: "Mom. We need an elf on the shelf, to watch us!"Me: "No, we don't. Santa is watching. We're covered."Jack: "But, Mom! I've already named him! His name is Chippy!"
I'm sorry for you, Chippy. I hope you find a nice home somewhere. I hope you entertain other kids with G-rated holiday antics involving candy canes and powdered sugar and whatever else you get into.
Editor's Note: I specify "G-rated" antics not because I have a devious mind (at least, not in this context), but because I can't not think of the Inappropriate Elf contest held by Baby Rabies in years past, which is full of gems such as:
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Because if I can't do this, I'm not doing it at all.
As luck would have it, Jack has decided that the Christmas pajamas I got him (Sawyer has a matching set, natch) are his "elf suit."
And so I ask you, ladies and gentlemen of the jury, if I have a real life elf, why do I need a fake one named Chippy?
My elf is much cooler, anyway.
|Elf Jack accompanied Uncle James and Durel to Central Market for some holiday fixings. |
En route, they enjoyed a leisurely holiday lunch at Red's Porch.
These pjs are street style.
|Elf Jack listened to some block rockin' beats on Eli's iPad.|
These pjs mix.
|Elf Jack posed on his new skateboard from Santa, |
right next to Durel's new skateboard from Santa.
These pjs don't bail.
|Elf Jack likes taun tauns, Green Lantern Legos, and skateboards.|
These pjs are ALL BOY.
Hope your street style dazzles someone today.
Talk soon. Like next year.