This year we started the tradition of The Elf on the Shelf. The girls (namely Pea) were really into it. Stanley was named by Pea, which I think I mentioned in my last post and happens to be the name of the late Mr. Stanley Birky (my grandpa). I love that his name lives on in this small way. Pea loved waking up every morning searching for where Stan would be perched to watch them being naughty or nice. Every night he flies back and reports to the BIG man. It's a peace maker miracle around these parts. Stan has some tricks up his red sleeve. Once he taped streamers across their doors and was caught red-handed with the streamers, tape, and scissors. He also: peed in potty (and may I say ONLY because we are potty training H: separate post to follow), had a hot date with Barbie, and ate some fro yo (he has SUCH a sweet tooth, not unlike his namesake. Oh, Stan,
Momi we wish you could be here all year long...