Twizzler’s Return!

It was four years ago that we found our Christmas elf, Twizzler, had gone missing! It was completely unexpected and it certainly threw me for a loop. Luckily, Jack was ready to jump in and take Twizzler’s place for that year. One year turned into two, then three, and four. The second year Jack arrived with a note that explained that Twizzler had been assigned to another family and that he, Jack, would our elf now. CJ was especially disappointed that Twizzler wouldn’t be coming back but we could NOT find that elf! I cursed myself for hiding him so thoroughly that even four years later he had still not been found.

We moved on and Jack became part of our family, eagerly looked forward to every Christmas.

2020 has been a rough year. There’s no one that can deny that. As we are entering another surge of the virus in our area, people seem to be of two minds- holidays to the max or blah bah humbug. While our decorating has fluctuated depending on circumstances during that season, this year we decided that if ever holiday cheer was in need it was 2020.

And then in the middle of decorating this happened.

“You need to come here.” My husband’s tone immediately grabbed my attention. His voice was grave. His face was solemn. I exchanged looks with my oldest son, Michael. Six year old Beej was oblivious, chattering about some silly six year old thing. I followed my husband into the other room, when to my surprise he held out something in his hand that he had been hiding behind his back.

TWIZZLER IS FOUND!

Curled up in a miserable little ball, dusty and withdrawn- it was Twizzler!

I looked questioningly at my husband. I had felt awful that I had lost Twizzler! He looked sheepish. He motioned to a high shelf that I couldn’t see let alone reach. “I guess I put him up there.” I don’t think the expression on my face needed any words to convey my feelings. I hadn’t lost the elf! We are upping the ante both outside and inside the house, spreading the lights and sparkle everywhere we can. It is the only reason I can find that would have my husband looking on top of furnishings I cannot reach.

I’m glad that we found Twizzler and I’m not going crazy hiding things in places I can’t find. I’m not saying that I don’t see that happening in the foreseeable future- because I can totally see that happening. I’m just glad that day hasn’t come yet!

We have not decided how to re-introduce Twizzler into the equation. Beej does not remember him and in the last few years Jack has had another elf friend visit. How many are too many elves?? I know that there are many who would say one is too many but we are an elf family here. I’m not sure how I would have felt if these elves had been around when my children were young but for the grandkids, we find it a fun new tradition.

So in these trying times, something happy happened and- Twizzler is home! (And Mr. K is not allowed to be in charge of the elves.)

Hope these days find you happy and healthy!

-Kat

Twizzler* Returns

Last year we welcomed a new member of the family. His name is Twizzler* and he’s an Elf on the Shelf.

Our elf on the shelf

Have you heard of this? It’s the latest thing. I had first come across it on Pinterest a few years ago and it’s popularity has skyrocketed since.

The premise is simple. A scout elf is sent out from Santa to keep an eye on small children to make sure they are behaving before Christmas. At night the elf goes back to the North Pole to give Santa a report. The way the child knows that his elf left is that when he gets up in the morning, the elf has moved. The rules are simple- the child must behave and he can never touch the elf, or else the elf will lose his magic.

I had mixed feelings about the elf. While I liked the idea, being that mom who was always threatening my kids with Santa watching, it has become so commercialized that I feel like it’s losing its appeal. The elf section at Target has more than tripled this year. Last year it was a shelf with a few of the original boxes, which contain the elf and the book and some stuffed elves. This year it is 4 shelves complete with outfits, different size elves, elf pets and kid size pajamas. Oh yes, and a video. You can’t log into Pinterest without being swamped with ideas of all the different scenes elves find themselves in. (And yes, it was only a matter of time before some jokers put the elf in risque scenarios….some being funny but many being wrong- just wrong.)

Elf on the Shelf

An elf, Brownie, showed up at CJ’s apartment last year and he LOVED it! He was so delighted when he located the elf and he was actually behaving. This came at a time when CJ was really challenging his parents and testing the boundaries as well as everyone’s patience. Since CJ spent so much time at our house, it wasn’t long before our own elf, Twizzler appeared.

I have to admit that CJ gets the biggest kick out of his elves’ antics. It was a lot of fun to watch him run through the house in search of Twizzler. CJ’s uncles were skeptical at first but as CJ’s enjoyment grew, so did their enthusiasm. I’m not sure who was more disappointed when Twizzler had to return to the North Pole- CJ or Kris and Andrew. Last year Twizzler could be found lounging amongst the apples in the fruit bowl or chilling on a shelf with Buzz and Woody. He was seen hanging off of life fixtures, peeking over the edge of the curtains, and laying about in silly positions. I can’t imagine where he will end up this year!

I won’t be out buying Twizzler his own ugly sweater or a reindeer as a pet, however he is welcome to come hang out at our house and pop out to report to Santa as long as he doesn’t wake up the dog when he returns.

* As with all names, Twizzler’s name has been changed to protect his privacy.