George, the elf is back in town.
Well, he's been back for a few weeks and he is showing to be one busy little elf. He just appeared one morning hanging from the star at the top of our Christmas tree. Oh my, is he ever magical in the eyes of the boys (especially Jack, who's totally into it) this year. By day, he sits, hangs or stands somewhere in our house and by night, he travels back to the North Pole with reports on the boys for Mr. Claus. As he makes his way back into our home each morning, he seems to pick a new spot to hang out for the day. Finding him each morning is super fun for the boys and it makes them erupt into giggles and wonder as to how he got there. It's unbelievably precious. Truly, the look (of pure amazement) in their eyes is something I wish I could bottle up and save forever and ever.
George must be an adventure seeker, look at him trying to get a ride from Spike.
I wonder where he will be in the morning.....