Tuesday, December 13, 2011
The Elf on the Shelf
Elf generally made his appearance on December 1st. All of a sudden, he would just appear somewhere in the house. We've never had a fireplace, so we knew he didn't come down the chimney, We lived in small towns and didn't lock the doors much, so I suppose he could have gotten in that way. However he got in, his arrival was always an annual event.
Elf would spend the month with us, making sure the boys behaved themselves in those crucial days before Christmas. It was hard to keep track of him because he moved about the house at will. Sometimes he showed up in the playroom to watch the boys at play. Other times he sat in a kitchen window sill to make sure they ate all their supper. He liked to watch over them at night, so many times he slept in their room.
If the boys had an argument or didn't pick up toys, and sometimes when they were really good, Elf would disappear for awhile. Never for long, and he always came back, taking up his station on a shelf somewhere in the house. He liked to come down and play once in awhile, but the older the boys got, the less Elf got to play with them.
Soon, he just sat on a shelf.
Elf continued to make occasional appearances in our house for a few years after the boys were grown and gone. I think he was lonely and bored. There wasn't much to do without two young boys in the house. And finally, one year, he just didn't show up on the first of December.
I see all the "Elf on the Shelf" books and toys for sale now. He even has his own Christmas special now. The Elf is everywhere. Good for him. Success comes for those who wait....
But somehow, I miss the years when he was just ours.