I already forgot.
He’s only been around for 3 days.
Our Elf on the Shelf did not get relocated the other night.
Frick and Frack came running into our room at 7:00am proclaiming they couldn’t find him.
Then they looked up to where he was the day before.
Lo and behold…
there he was.
I, of course, came up with a fabulous reason as to why he was perched in the same spot in my bedroom as the day before.
“Well, boys, the elf must really like your mom. Maybe he’s making sure she’s being good so Santa will bring her something spiffy.”
It really didn’t go over well.
our elf made it to a new location today, just in time for Frick and Frack to squeal with delight when they found him.
Not only are we creating memories for the children, but also for the grownups, too.
We have many friends to commiserate with over forgetting to move the elf.
One can easily get a chuckle over the excuses we parents make up to convince our children the elf REALLY did go back to Santa for the night.
Does your family have an Elf on the Shelf?
What excuses for forgetting to move the elf have you used?