The Elf Came

As so many have posted, we too, have an elf. His name is Harley. (Ella came up with that one.) Because we were gone for Thanksgiving, Harley had to stay in hiding until the first of December. It has become the morning ritual for Ella to finish her chocolate milk and then start searching for him. They are both still trying to "believe" in him. You can tell they want to, but something about that little inanimate being flying to the North Pole and talking to mommy is just a little hard to believe.

Harley's first appearance was on the Christmas tree in the girl's bathroom.

Isn't he so mischievious looking?