"That little elf. He keeps staring at us and it's creepy."
This is the conversation our five year old son - Preston, began around the first day we got a visit from an"Elf on the Shelf". Our other three kids were ecstatic to read the book and wait to see where the elf would appear each morning...but not Preston. For some reason, it really bothered him that this little guy hung around in new places each day just watching...always watching.
The older boys were reading the "Elf" book again in the living room. When it came to the part that read how you can't "touch the elf" or he would lose his magic, Preston's wheels began to turn. He got right up, walked across the room and reached his finger towards the elf. Christian and Ethan began to scream..."NOOOOO! You CAN'T TOUCH HIM PRESTON!!!" - but it was too late. -bink!- One little finger pushed against one little elf leg right in the thigh as we waited for the earth to stop spinning.
Preston's reaction grew into a huge smile as he felt like the problem was finally solved. The older boys and our little girl climbed over each other to get to Preston first. "WHY did you DO THAT PRESTON?! Now he can't come back!"
Little Pret just shrugged his shoulders and walked away.
We'll have to see what becomes of the elf and figure out what he's going to do. There will be three little ones who will be pretty upset if he never returns, but one five year old boy who couldn't be more relieved.