Our elf came to visit us the day after Thanksgiving. I really wanted to do a North Pole breakfast to introduce him, but didn't want it to interfere with Thanksgiving so we waited. I saw everybody's pictures on Instagram and got excited and wanted to start right away, but was able to hold out until the end of the week.
|"It's Christmas up there!!" were the first words out of his mouth.|
|Opening his present from the elf. He brought antlers, Christmas jammies, a coloring book, and lots of supplies for Christmas crafts.|
|Of course he ate all the marshmallows first.|
While we were eating breakfast we talked about what we should name our elf. When I asked him what he wanted to name the elf, he immediately said, "Dingy!" Huh? Are you sure? About two hours later I asked him again, and his response without hesitation was, "Dingy!" Ok kid, Dingy it is.