Thanks to Ginger and Kim, we've jumped on the Elf on a Shelf bandwagon and man, was that $30 ever worth it! All we have to do is threaten to tell the elf if Jonathan's bad and he begs us not to tell Brick, that he will be good. It's awesome.
Here is Jonathan checking out the new addition to our Christmas traditions:
The look on his face when he opened the box and saw the Elf was precious. I told him he needed to name the Elf and he thought about it for 2.3 seconds and then announced we would call him Brick. Bryan thought I was the influence behind the name in that he considered it a shout out to "Anchorman" but I had absolutely nothing to do with it. I have no idea where he came up with the name but I LOVE IT.
I let him touch Brick, at least until we got to the part in the story where we learned you are not supposed to touch the elf or it will ruin the magic. Oops.
Bryan's Mom had outpatient surgery on Wednesday this week, making it necessary for Bryan to spend the night at his parents' house the last two nights. It's been so helpful for my continuity-loving three year old to have searching the house for Brick when he gets up in the morning as a distraction. What's not to love about this precious little guy?