We’ve had friends the past few years talk about how much they enjoy their Elf on the Shelf.
It sounded fun, but I wasn’t sure how exactly it would work with my family. We don’t make a big deal about Santa. We do pictures with Santa every year as a fun tradition, but we choose to focus more on the original story of St. Nicholas. Well, I thought we’d try the Elf on the Shelf this year…and I am so glad we did. It is more a game in our house, who can find the elf first in the morning. We’ve enjoyed letting our imaginations run wild with it.
There are so many pictures online of super creative things to do with your elf. Usually, I am just about to fall asleep and I remember to move him…so our little guy hasn’t had any creative adventures – yet.
There is a book with the elf, that encourages you to name your elf. Here is how that discussion went with our kids:
Me: You guys get to pick any name you want, the only rule is all four of you must agree on the name.
Me: How about Charlie, Dasher, Little Red, Pokey, Jet?
Me: What about Twinkletoes?
Oldest: No, but how about Tinkletoes?
Youngest Brother: Tinkles! laughs all around
Oldest: Mr. Tinkles! More laughs
Second son: I know…Mr. Tinkles Poopsalot! Roaring laughs
Me: Boys, pick a good name. It won’t be funny when you are teenagers looking for “Mr. Tinkles Poopsalot”.
Chris: Yes, it will. receives glare/’please help me on this” look from me
They got their sister to agree. Bummer.
Why is bathroom humor their absolute favorite?
Life with little boys. I choose to only call him by his first name.
FireCracker thinks he is the greatest little thing. It kills her that she isn’t allowed to touch him. Hearing her squeal “Mr. Tinkles!” in the morning, makes his name a bit more bearable. One of the boys pointed out to me that if he keeps eating cookies, he really will have to poop a lot. Ah, the joys of boys.
Chris thinks FireCracker and Mr. Tinkles Poopsalot kind of look a like….