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.
I’d like to think we have lots of fun family traditions at the Murray house during the holidays. So far, the most consistent ones involve buying a new tree ornament each year for every one of us, putting our names and the year on the bottom of the ornament, and reminiscing over each one year after year. Another tradition involves me hanging Christmas lights on the house, usually I stick with the classic white lights and a few icicle lights… then Isaac comes behind me and hangs as many lights (any color.. all colors) as possible on anything he can wrap them around; trees, birdbath, light poles, cats (they just don’t sit still long enough for him), etc.
This year we are starting a new tradition. You know the one, elf on a shelf. The funny thing is twelve years ago, Isaac’s great-grandparents gave him two elves that came from The Ukraine (their homeland). Pauline, his grandmother insisted they were for Isaac. So, I put them out every Christmas and remind Isaac whom they came from.
When the trend began a few years ago with positioning an elf in random, funny places throughout December, I knew I’d eventually get on board. We bought a new elf today. Maxwell named her Elli (with a little coaxing). Here she is with her distant cousins Frankie and Paul..
The plan is to post daily about the silly things Elli does to entertain Maxwell and Isaac.