Like just about everyone else with kids under the age of 18, we started the Elf on the Shelf tradition last year. Only we seem to have gotten a bad elf. The legend says that the elf is supposed to fly to the North Pole every evening to report to Santa, and then return before daylight in a new location. Our elf, Tulley? Downright lazy. In fact, he doesn't seem to bother flying to the North Pole half the time. And then I get a lot of questions when a certain 5 year old wakes up to find Tulley in the same spot as the night before.
Mom, why is Tulley still there?
Uhhhhhh....maybe he has a cold. Yes, he couldn't fly to the North Pole last night because he was sick and needed to rest. See how his cheeks look a little flushed?
Is he okay?!?! Mom, how will he get up there if he's sick?!
Well, I'm sure Santa will send him some magic to make him feel better.
But if Santa can send him magic why didn't he go see Santa last night?
No good, low-lying elf. See what he is putting me through? Just this ONE LITTLE THING. Is it too much to ask the he remember to relocate each evening?
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