No I am not with child…..yet
;-) However I thought it would be kind of fun to get an Elf on the Shelf for Kurt and I so that
every morning we can see where he’s moved to. Like I know I want to put him in a plastic bag
and lay him in the toilet so when Kurt goes for his morning you know what, Elfy is
starting him in the eye.
Also, when in 20 years
the new Elf on a Shelf looks like a jacked, muscular version of an Elf, I will
want to still have the original for my kids. Hello?! Have you seen Barbie turned to Bratz
dolls? Not cool doll makers!
Anywho, we are lying in
bed last week and I’m telling Kurt about the purpose of Sir Elf. How he
comes to people’s homes to keep watch for Santa. I also told him he needs a
name. I left Kurt in charge of the name, and told him to simply come up with
something cute and random to name our Elf.... like, Pookie, or Chippy.
He looks like he's thinking naughty thoughts, doesn't he?
Kurt decides Jason. First
of all, we don’t know any Jason’s,
second of all, JASON!? Where did he even come up with it?
After I laughed my head
off for the rest of the night, I decided
Jason was going to be his name.
The Adventures of Jason begins...