As much as I wanted an Elf on the Shelf last year, I abstained because Madilyn was only 2 and I didn’t think she would really “get” it.
This year, however; she is 3 and I figured the Elf would be a fantastic way for us to start a family tradition. And to perhaps make some behavior modifications.
Anyways, our elf came to us one cold and rainy night. We opened his box with care and read his story. I laughed at the part where it said that you can’t touch your elf lest he lose his magic. My kids could give a flying fart about him losing his magic, so I told them that he bites. They GOT that.
When I asked my children to come up with a name, Styles started spewing names, Madilyn giggled and said “nooooooo. noooooo. I can’t give him a NAME!”, and Grady pointed at his head and said, “BO!”
I told Styles to pick ONE name that he favored and I begged Madilyn to come up with a name and I wrote down Grady’s “Bo”.
Styles chose “Nibbles” because I told them that he bites.
Madilyn finally chose “Elf” because she inherited her daddy’s imagination.
Grady chose “Bo” because that’s really all he can say.
Mommy couldn’t choose just one. Nibbles is quite clever, but Grady is little and this will be his tradition for a long time to come, so to add his little name made my heart jump.
After consulting my friendlies on FaceBook, I decided to name him Bo Nibbles the Elf. How democratic of me.
Day 1 didn’t have much of an impact on Madilyn at all. But when she woke up this morning and Bo Nibbles had moved spots and delivered a letter from Santa, she was in awe. I can’t wait until tomorrow morning when she wakes up to a snowball fight in the living room!