Our elf, Elmer Sam, showed up at our house yesterday.
The kids have been anxiously waiting for him since Thanksgiving. (Well not Luke because he thinks he's "creepy"!)
The other two, though, love to search him out!
Their favorite was when they found him in the fridge!
One time when Henry was about 3 or 4, Elmer Sam was hiding on the shelf in his closet and Henry shot him with a nerf gun and he fell to the ground. I don't really know if it was on accident or on purpose, but Henry came tearing out of his room screaming bloody murder. He was terrified!
I had to go in and talk to the elf, make sure he was okay, and tell him how sorry Henry was. Luckily, he flew back up to his place on the shelf and there were no hard feelings.
The boys love to talk about the time that "Henry shot the elf"!
Anyway, last night, Henry left him a note to take back to Santa. (Elmer Sam forgot it last night, but he's taking it with him tonight.)
All Henry wants is a camo bow.
It may not be from the North Pole, but he's going to be over the moon when he opens his present from Gigi, and Grandpa John!!
