Lily is home sick today. I don't think she's really sick. She has a constant runny nose and is mopey but no fever, thankfully. She's had her fair share of fevers so it's nice (?) to just have a cold. And apparently, having all 3 kids at home with one constantly demanding more toast (the sick one) is when I find time to blog. Harrison is enjoying Lily's sickness since this means he can watch tv with her. Henry is quiet too. As I typed that I got scared and now I can confirm his quietness means he is watching Thomas the Tank Engine on the portable DVD player.
Other news around our house...our Elf on the Shelf, Will, arrived last Saturday. This is his 2nd year with our family. Last year was great. This year started great. Will's arrival included a fun breakfast of sugar- complete with doughnuts, marshmallows, chocolate milk and hot chocolate. He even brought fun straw glasses where the chocolate milk swirled around the kids' eyes and ears. And yes, they were made for kids. Not college students if you know what I mean. And no, I never used one as a college student. I was way more sophisticated than that. I used Randy's 3 story beer bong. Once.
Back to Will, our Elf. Let's just say he lasted 3 days before he started scaring the you-know-what out of Harrison. Apparently, his elf legs creeped him out. They are sort of long and pointy-ish. So Will took this to heart and started hiding in spots that hid his legs. It didn't work. Yesterday, Will was in a large vase on the highest book shelf in OUR room. The day started fine with all 3 kids saying Hi to Will. But things went down hill fast when Harrison was left alone while I rocked Henry to sleep for his nap. Harrison would normally hang out in my room and either play a x-box game or watch a show. When I came out of Henry's room I found Harrison lying on the living room floor. Just lying there. Bored but scared. He didn't want to go into my room since that scary elf with the strange grin and even stranger elf legs was there. Staring at him the minute he walked into my room. So we decided I would move Will to the bathroom. Well, you cannot touch the elfves. Or they lose their magic. Will needs his magic to fly to the North Pole nightly to report the good (and bad, imagine that!) behavior, fly back home and hide in a new spot (preferably one so we couldn't see his legs) and watch how the kids' behaved. So I carefully moved the entire vase into my bathroom. Harrison was happy. He didn't use my bathroom again but that is fine with me (he is a 5 year old boy with a 5 year old aim).
I wish our story ended there but it doesn't. Will was instructed to return to the North Pole and never come back. Per Harrison. We settled on asking Will to watch our family from the North Pole and not come back to the house for a while. So this morning Will wasn't here. Harrison was soooo happy and relieved. Lily, on the other hand, was devastated. She cried and cried. So much that Harrison decided Will could come back tomorrow. Oy! Will, the scary Elf on the Shelf with pointy Elf legs, saga will continue I'm sure!