The Elf on the Shelf

My mom gave Samantha and Thatcher The Elf on the Shelf a few months ago.  Samantha has been asking and asking EVERY DAY for me to read her the story and bring out the Elf. 

You can read the Elf on the Shelf tradition here, but the gist of the story is that the Elf joins your family as Christmas nears and keeps close watch over the kids. Each night he travels to the North Pole to report to Santa on how their behavior was that day.  Each morning he returns, to a new spot,

 to do it all over again until Christmas Eve.

The kids named their Elf, Frisbee.

The first thing they do when they wake up each morning is search the house for Frisbee.  One morning Frisbee was no where to be found.  Samantha was so upset thinking he couldn't find his way back to our home.  Thankfully he was waiting for the kids on the dashboard of our car on the ride to school.  This morning there were tears when Samantha discovered Frisbee in the refrigerator.  She quickly calmed down when I reminded her that the North Pole is much colder than our fridge and that he manages just fine in there.

Todd and I think Frisbee is MAGIC!  Samantha's behavior has been pretty much perfect lately and during those times we can tell she is heading down the wrong path, we just say, "Frisbee is listening," and suddenly she shapes up. 

As if these two could be anything but angels?!

Thank you Frisbee for joining our family. I really don't want to put you away when Christmas comes.  We just might make Frisbee a year-round Elf!