Unfortunately the elf didn't go over very well with Max. I read him the book and explained the elf's magic powers once he's named, but he just wasn't buying it. Here are examples of what we heard from Max about his elf:
- "The elf is a toy and toys don't move."
- "Toys don't walk."
- "How is the toy going to go to the North Pole to see Santa? There's no train that he can get on to take him there. Where are the train tracks? I don't see train tracks, so how would he even get there?"
- "Who moved the elf? Was it daddy? The elf can't move himself because he's a toy. I bet it was daddy."
After my little anti-elf child stopped rambling about the elf not being real I talked with Andy about giving up on the elf, or if we should keep it going. We decided to keep it going and force the elf on him since we don't want to be the parents of a four year old in Pre-K next year telling all the other kids their elf isn't real and it's just a toy.
After three days of making a big deal about the elf, my child finally was sucked in and believed. Max named the elf Cookie and between Andy and I we make sure the elf gets moved every night. Here are a couple of the ways Max woke in the morning to find Cookie.
By the way, Max was not a fan of Cookie spraying his Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles with silly string. Cookie made a big mess in the living room and daddy had to get out a vacuum cleaner to clean it up. Max did not like that one bit. He told cookie not to make another mess in the house.
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