Goldie really is so funny! That Elf surprises us every morning by being in a new place. So far we have found him on the top of our Tree, Hank’s room reading books, in Wesley’s room hiding in his tree, and now in a jar by the front door! Our Elf loves Christmas!!!
The other night the boys were playing with Nerf guns in Hank’s room and I heard crying. Not the kind that I need to stop what I am doing and run, but the kind where I know someone is coming to find me. It was Hank and they knocked over Goldie. We had to have an intervention and get him back up again WITHOUT touching him. He got hit by a passing bullet and was face down when I got to the crime scene. I had to explain that Santa did not give us this Elf to make us stressed out and that accidents happen. I have noticed Goldie is getting higher and higher when we find him each morning.
We know that Hank is close to finding out the truth about Santa, but they are having so much fun with this little guy. Hank asked me if he was just a doll the other morning and sometimes I just want to sit him down and tell him everything. He questions some things and believes so strongly about the rest. I am going to just ride this year out and see what happens. I know I have more time with Wesley though.
