Last night we read the kiddos the story of the elf on the shelf and it came time to name our little pixie friend. Here's how that went...
Jill: Um Ariel.
Me: Um....he's an elf not a mermaid. Aaron, what name do you think?
Aaron: Larry Boy.
Me: He's not a singing cucumber, any other suggestions?
Jill: Boyd.
Aaron: Yeah, Boyd.
Me and Scott: Boyd?!
Jill and Aaron: Boyd.
Me: Ok, Boyd it is.
I have no idea where they got the name Boyd from, but Boyd it is. Jill found him this morning watching them in the playroom....
Jill: Um, what's that?
Me: Boyd the elf, remember we read the story about him last night.
Jill: Oh yeah....Santa....hmmm....
When Aaron got up Jill showed him Boyd and Aaron asked to speak to him.
Aaron: Boyd, hey Boyd. I want a red train. (I'm so glad this is the part of the entire story he remembered...)
Jill: Ooooh I want an elephant Boyd!
Me: I'm sure Boyd will tell Santa, but you have to be good, remember?
Aaron (whispering): Boyd...red....train.
This is going to be awesome.
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Oh, my goodness...hysterical. I love the imagine of Aaron whispering to the elf...hahaha!!!
I keep telling the Crazies to talk to Cringle (yes, Husband spelled his name wrong, so now we're stuck with it) and they keep talking to ME!
I love Boyd...as in the John Cusack movie, right? Of course they've seen it...LOL
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