Gathered around the wooden reindeer, which was filled with plastic yellow poinsettias, stood my mom, my son and my daughter. On my mother's hand was an oven mitt, in the mitt she held salad tongs. Our two "elves on the shelf", Smiling Max and Olivia Jingles, were precariously dangling off the reindeer's antlers. We don't know how or why this happened. My daughter was in hysterics that the elves be put back into normal sitting position, my son insisting we not touch them lest they lose their Christmas magic.
The compromise: Oven mitts and salad tongs.
The elves were situated properly on the reindeer and it was decided that the elves should never again choose that spot to hide as it led to quite a lot of controversy and angst.
How many more days until Christmas?
Kathleen Neagle Sokolowski