He's BACK!

Frisbee is back! (seriously, check out that link, look how blonde Thatchie is!)

 

 

We brought out our Elf on the Shelf on Sam's birthday after the kids were asleep and placed him in the exact same spot he landed a year ago for the first time.  In the morning, Samantha noticed him first and Thatcher had no idea who or what he was. 

 

 

Since that first night, Frisbee has moved around our house except for the handful of times we forgot to move him in which case Samantha has cried because she thought he was dead.....And I know what you are thinking, how hard is it to remember to move a damn Elf each night, trust me, it is hard! 

 

 

And then on the opposite end of the spectrum, Thatcher has cried because he has woken up in the morning and can't find where we moved him....

 

 

And this is Frisbee asleep in the bed Samantha made for him along with a lollipop and a cap full of water.  I am so glad I remembered to put him in the bed she made with a half eaten lollipop and an empty water bowl because that night she was upset because she thought Frisbee didn't move the night before (whoops) because he was cold, tired, hungry and thirsty.  In the morning she was at first excited to see he found the bed she made but then upset again because he was sleeping with his eyes open....go figure!

 

 

Yes, he is holding Baby Jesus, which made me laugh.  Which made Todd laugh.  And the kids were laughing.  Which made this whole Elf on the Shelf thing, which to be honest, has become quite a chore and has sent both kids into emotional turmoil, not so bad.

 

 

Especially when I have caught both kids talking to Frisbee, telling him what they want for Christmas

or even better, tattling on each other to Frisbee. 

 

Frisbee, Sam hit me. Frisbee, Thatcher pulled my hair. Frisbee, Sam's not being nice to me.  Frisbee, Thatcher isn't sharing.  Frisbee, Frisbee, Frisbee! 

 

I love getting a bit of a break, thank you Frisbee!