I’ve been really bad at keeping these posts up. Let’s be honest, we all knew it wouldn’t happen on a daily basis. Luckily I’ve taken pictures each day. Let’s recap:
Elli decided to do a little “crafting”. She made snowman paper dolls, snowflakes, and Max’s name.
Then she hid amongst the stocking holders and other Christmas figurines. A lovely and quiet place to catch up on a little light reading. Do you see her? Here..
Even wee-little elves sometimes need reading glasses.
Elli has seen how much fun Maxwell has shooting hoops in the living room. Guess she decided to try it out!
The next morning we found her dangling from a disco-style Christmas ornament under the ceiling fan. Silly elf!
Max noticed Elli before Isaac or me this morning. She was climbing trees. See?
She’s so fun!
Here’s a couple of photo’s of Maxwell, when he fell asleep early on my recliner. He’ll be mad about this kind of thing one day… but until then:
But wait…. this one cracks me up. He fell asleep in the afternoon while eating Oreo’s:
Notice the icingless cookies laying in front of his head. Nice! So funny, that boy is!
So I missed posting a couple of days. My bad. I could blame OG&E again, but that would be a lie. So…. here’s day #5.
Elli drank her lion’s share of maple syrup, got in the Rice Krispies box (probably thinking those three cute elves on the box were inside playing).
When she couldn’t find Snap, Crackle, and Pop she must have decided to leave us a message…
We woke up to the sweet smell of cookies…
Kicking back in her stylish apron with some baked goodies. What a sweetheart!!
Give an elf a fish, and she’ll eat for a day. Teach an elf to fish, and she’ll eat forever!
Day 8: Coming tomorrow.
So I missed a day of posting. Well, I thank OG&E for this. Our electricity was out most of the evening due to who knows what! So I have two days of Elli-antics. Here goes:
Elli invited her cousins along for a motorcycle ride. Paulie rode in her sidecar.
Frankie let the owner of this bike do the driving.
The main elf road solo.
Maxwell played them a couple ragtime tunes, then left them to their journey.
The next morning, Elli performed an act of graffiti.
Nice facial hair, boys.
“Mom! Hey, it’s Elli!”, exclaimed Maxwell as he looked up at the picture! Then he shot me with his lazer gun.
I didn’t pressure Maxwell this morning about finding Elli. Instead, he came into the TV room, sat in my chair, played with a plastic M&M, and sneezed a half-dozen times. Poor kid has some serious allergies, even though Matthew has assured me that “Murray’s” don’t have allergies.
So when Maxwell hopped up to scurry off for some t.p. to wipe his nose, he made a discovery…
He said, “Hey! (and looked over to where Elli had been flying in her airplane.) Look!”
The plane was still there, but only with the pilot. Apparently some snowman building went on while he slept.
There’s the toilet paper he used for his non-allergies. Just saying…
Elli is proving to be a fun addition. Wonder what she’ll get into tonight.
Elli began her journey by making a bold entrance on a jet plane.
She flew first class, with the wind in her hair and a smile for the pilot.
The wind must have been a little strong, so she put on her stylish argyle scarf.
Maxwell was indifferent about finding Elli this morning. The idea of locating her only became important post pop-tart. He looked at her and went about his business playing with a tin container. Because that’s what he plays with… tin cans and acorns.
We’ll see if tomorrow morning brings an ounce of excitement as to where Elli is and what she’s been up to.