My 7-year-old asked and asked and asked, and finally our elf has arrived. He rarely sits on a shelf, though. Today he’s sporting a parachute, which got caught on our ceiling fan. I’m waiting for my 2-year-old to turn the fan on, sending Steve (that’s our elf) flying across the room.
While my older son believes, my toddler is oblivious. He’s also oblivious to how much he and Steve resemble each other with the same blue eyes and cheeky grins.
Here is a picture of my son after his haircut on Saturday.
Here’s a photo of an elf.
I’ve heard of people resembling their dogs, but this is the first I’ve seen a person resemble his elf.