Elf on a Shelf arrived at our house this year. The first day, he was sitting with his book on our shelves near our tv. We saw him, read the book, and discovered who he was. First of all, we discovered that he was really a she! We saw that she had earrings, lipstick, curly eyelashes! My son, Hunter, named her Sparkle.
The next day, we came downstairs to find Sparkle hanging upside down from our blinds! Sparkle loved acrobatics it seemed. Hunter had some reservations about Sparkle that day. He eyed her cautiously through the day, and wouldn't be left alone in the same room as her.
The following day, Sparkle was sitting way up high above our kitchen table on our lights. Again, with the acrobatics! It was on this day, in Sparkles sitting position, that I noticed she was pretty flat chested! I look closer. Sparkle was really a boy!!! My husband and I decided Sparkle must just be a cross dresser. No big deal, in our house, we don't judge! Sparkle was still welcome...by the adults. Hunter decided on this day that Sparkle was the most terrifying creature to ever exist. The 6 year old who wears Chucky masks on a frequent basis, watches movies about zombies, and talks about "blood and stuff" was freaked out over a little elf. He was so freaked out in fact, that Hunter refused to be on the same FLOOR as Sparkle without an adult present. This got to be a bit much, and Mom and Dad had to come clean about what Sparkle REALLY was. Mom thought her fun had come to an end for the year...
UNTIL the next day...it seems Sparkle overheard our conversation about his true story, and became depressed. After a day away from the house, we came home to find this...
