Again they were up to no good. This time they were into the toilet paper. Have you seen those bead curtains? The ones you have to part to walk through like you’re Moses up against the Red Sea? Imagine that, except with toilet paper. Classy, eh? They did this to both boys’ doors.
For their mischief they also brought this year’s newest tree ornament, Mario and Luigi, then hung out in the decorative stockings on the bedroom doors for the rest of the day.
Once they were done with the doors the remainder of the butt paper was trailed down the stairs. Poor Bang was in a stupor waking up this morning and it took him minute to figure out what was going on. He walked through the TP without even realizing it was there. Crash tore his down the moment he opened his door.
Just another day of hanging out in the basement. Elfis sat on a lamp I got from my grandmother. Woody sat upon the 4 foot sword my parents gave to me. They’ve been very well behaved so far. However, we are now just two weeks from Christmas Eve so I sense some mischief coming. I wonder how big of a mess they’ll make?
Then Bang thought they looked really hungry so he brought them each a bowl full of goldfish. It’s the snack that smiles back, just like the elves. Turns out they were indeed hungry as they ate nearly the whole bowl…
A conversation happened at bedtime, as they normally do. It was our normal nightly ritual of saying good night. Then I tossed in one more line…
Me: Night night, love you.
Bang: Night night, love you.
Me: Ugga mugga, see ya in the morning
Bang: Ugga mugga, see ya in the morning
Me: Like your face
Bang: Like your face
Me: You’re the best person ever
Bang: You’re the best person ever *normally this would be the last line except I added…
Me: Like your butt.
Bang: *giggles* like your butt even though it’s not chubby. And it’s hairy.
Anyway, our elves found the candy cane with fudge crackle ice cream. I knew it was just a matter of time. That stuff is good. Fortunately, they left some for the boys.
I don’t know about you, but we have an overly creative 6 year old. His imagination runs as wild and free as the tree top monkeys. Lately, he’s been into crafts. His latest obsession is tape. I call him Sir TapesAlot. In Walmart last week I spotted a pack of 4 rolls of Scotch tape and asked “Hey, you want this for Christmas?” His eyes lit up and he very excitedly exclaimed “YES!”.
Guess what he’s getting for Christmas?
Anyway, our walls are decked out and now our kitchen window is, too. He drew and colored a pair of dragons and some “elf seats” to tape to the window for them. I think he did it so he wouldn’t have to go looking for them. It worked…
If you saw yesterday’s Daily Elf you’ll realize that by today’s posting our elves got the much needed help from our neighbor’s elves, NoMo and Buddy. When your elves are touched you do what you gotta do to help them.
Today, they were on the mend. They didn’t venture too far. They, quite literally, just hung out today. Our stockings are not hung by the chimney with care in hopes that St. Nicholas would soon be there. They’re hung on a bookshelf full of photo albums. Close enough, right?
They still had a bit of mischief in them though. They thought it quite funny to show us a Full Elf Moon…
What a day the poor elves had. They thought they’d be cute and hang out on the wreath that’s on the front door.
Unfortunately, the wreath hangs on the outside of the door. I suppose in hindsight, we should have used the side door to leave for school.
But we didn’t.
As we were leaving through the Elf Door they let go. Apparently, they weren’t hanging on very tight. The next thing we knew they were laying on the porch in the rain. DW did what I would have done and got their fuzzy butts off the porch and back inside where it’s dry. Unfortunately, the kids who can’t see the mess surrounding them saw DW touch the elves. Anyone who knows the story of the Elf knows they aren’t to be touched or they lose their Christmas magic and can’t get back to the North Pole.
After school we found the elves snuggled up. It was clear they were not feeling good.
Fortunately, our neighbor (the one Bang is going to marry in April) and her siblings have two elves, as well. After school, Bang got busy writing a letter NoMo and Buddy next door. The hope is that they can help Woody and Elfis make it back to Santa this evening. Christmas magic is pretty strong around here, so we’re very hopeful.
There wasn’t too much trouble today. Elves don’t mind the cold. We have found them in the fridge before. They enjoy drinking the maple syrup. Today it wasn’t syrup.
It was a Coke Cola. The bottle was full when they were found this morning. I’m not entirely sure it was their Coke. It didn’t have their name on it. It was Boss Man’s Coke! I hope they don’t get into too much trouble.
The excitement was palpable this morning. Bang found the elves and he loved what he saw. Woody was atop our printer while Elfis was sandwiched in the scanner. Woody was making copies of him. Bang then took the copy to school to show his teacher and classmates.
Later, while the boys were at school, the elves moved. It was Elfis’s turn to copy and he chose to copy Woody’s hat. I’m just glad they chose NOT to sit on it and make copies of their elf butts…
Again, they’re hanging around. Today they chose the kitchen. Probably because that’s where the food is. I don’t blame them. The kitchen is a good place to be (unless I’m cleaning it, then I hate to be in there). They chose a nice high vantage point to watch from, too. They could see everything from up there. Me. Mom. The boys. Dust. Grease….
DW’s phone takes better quality pictures by far. So I just use her phone then Bluetooth it to my phone. Ahhh technology these days is superb. Wonder what technology will look like in the next 20 or 50 years…
Woody is a big fan of the star. It’s his favorite shape. Even more so when they sparkle and glitter and shine so bright. Elfis’s favorite color is red. Woody would rather be in jeans. If you remember this morning’s photo, you’ll know that they watched us set up our Christmas tree last night. Apparently, they love our “memories” tree. It’s so full of days gone bye. First Christmases. So many crafts made through the years in school. So many ornaments collected at various stages our lives. I wouldn’t have it any other way. You can keep your perfectly symmetrical, each ornament in it’s place, fancypants tree. I like them, but they’re not for us. That 18 meters of red stuff is as fancypants as we get.
Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to finish up my 10 second tidy before some friends come over…