Christmas can be a tricky time if you have kids. Families seem to have different ideas, traditions, beliefs, activities, ect. that they do throughout the season which can result in a lot of questions if you have kids. One such tradition that has come about in the last 8 years or so is the blasted "Elf on the Shelf". Ford was a newborn when this phenomenon came about and I wasn't all about it. However, a store owner in town gifted me an elf and therefore I had no choice but to "follow the crowd" and get on the elf bandwagon. So I am on it and I really, honestly, am terrible at it. It's not that I forget, I just don't do all the crazy creative stuff some parents seem to pull off each night. Elfie, original... I know, just sits somewhere high each day so that Annie won't touch him and send the boys into cardiac arrest. You with me? Good....
Well, like all good mothers, I felt that "bad mother guilt" that I wasn't doing my kids right. My elf doesn't build snowmen, decorate stuff with toilet paper, write on mirrors, and all that fun mess. So last night I was feeling a little extra holly and jolly and created a scavenger hunt for the boys to find when they woke up this morning.
This was in the stairwell... (Note that I made a few typos, but Ford didn't notice)...
Pantry
Ice maker
Trey's hunting/mud room
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