I've really resisted letting the kids tell me Elf on the Shelf stories because it gets them all jacked up and we have two more weeks of school until Christmas break. I have a class this year that has a deep need to express what's on their minds even if a bomb is exploding. They WILL finish their statement first no matter what. One of my boys came into class and said, as he was unpacking, "You know what Scout did?" I didn't have a clue who he was talking about and was concerned that there had already been an incident on the playground for the early arrivals. "What who did," I asked?.
The reply came, "Scout, my elf on the shelf." Ugh! Okay, I would listen. There weren't too many other kids in the room yet so I let him continue. "He painted my nose blue," he exclaimed! "When I woke up Scout was there with a note that said to go look in the mirror. I went in the bathroom and looked and he had painted my nose blue in the night! I got to get rid of that elf!" It was hilarious. I've not had a single kid tell me they wanted to get rid of their elf since the whole elf on the shelf thing started. I had to laugh! The boy went on and on about how Scout had gotten into the paint box and left the lid open. He told me that his four year old little brother also got his nose painted, but not his infant brother. I thought to my self 'that was a good one'!
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