He Sits on a Butter Churn

Yes, our Elf-on-the-Shelf (Jingles, by name) is still flying around with us this December and still finding new places to land each morning.

He was my December birthchild's very special and personal Christmas tradition and though she figured out his secret this past summer she still expects him to fly and holds onto that fanciful childhood notion that he can indeed fly every morning when she comes down the hallway wrapped in her green snowman blanket to  search for the little elf who will one day sit upon her household shelf.