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Now, doesn’t that just make you smile?
Good thing we’re in the home stretch; we’re testing Fergus’s ingenuity now.
Not quite “whoops!”
I was actually in bed tonight when I remembered I hadn’t documented Fergus today. He’s chosen quite the interesting vantage point today. We’ll see if Ian catches on tomorrow. He’s really very good at spotting the elf.
Where will this guy go tomorrow?
Apparently Ian spotted this guy at 12:30 this morning, when he convinced Daddy that he was up for the day unless he got a PB&J immediately. I missed the whole thing, but I was happy to point out that this was probably a dangerous precedent.
I’m really bummed about it, too… I thought I’d hidden him rather cleverly and I totally blew my wad on something that happened when Ian wasn’t even supposed to be out of his room.
Now, for the really important issue of the day… WHERE IS HE GOING TONIGHT? I’m starting to run out of places.
We’re waiting on the big guy
The big loud thing, that is.
Our “camp out” by the Christmas tree involved some stories about Christmas when I was a little girl, some Jingle Bells, and a whole lotta Rudolph, the Red Nosed Reindeer.
Merry everything
You better watch out…
I have recently become aware that there are people who have decided that Elf on the Shelf is an Extreme Sport.
All I have to say to that is… Stay Away From My Children. Ian was impressed when the Elf clung to the chandelier. And that’s as crazy as we’re planning to get around here.
Teacher Gifts
I may be letting the cat out of the bag, but I’m sure no one here on the Internet will tell, right?
Ian has, with a little help, rooted, transplanted, and cared for cuttings from one of our houseplants as holiday gifts for his teachers.
It’s a perfect project for him- he’s learned about propagation, he got to play with dirt, and he can give his teachers something alive and feel proud of what he’s accomplished. And he got some quality parent time along the way, too!
I wanna stay up all night…
Can you tell this baby is sick and miserable?
He was up coughing all night. No jumping around, but we did see the sun, eventually.
One of Ian’s friends wanted to know why SHE doesn’t have an elf. What do you think we told her?
We seem to have identified a gap here…
Ian: DADDY STOP SAYING THAT.
Michael: Stop saying what?
Ian: I DO NOT WANT TO TALK ABOUT THE BABY JESUS.
Michael: Yeah, because what does the baby Jesus have to do with Christmas, after all?
Ian: NOTHING. The Baby Jesus doesn’t have NOTHING to do with Christmas.
I really should explain double negatives to that boy.