If you don't know about this rad, awesome little guy,
Christmas is my most favorite time of the year and I love to go "Christmas Crazy" with my students. I was delighted that this year we could do Elf on the Shelf, seeing how I teach second grade.
Last Friday, I spit a big game about Elf on the shelf to my class. The kids were beyond thrilled and excited for our visitor. That very same day I marched down to my local Target and purchased my precious Elf and book for a cheap (ha) $30 bucks.
Monday rolls around, I'm feeling sick, but I gather my sick self and all my belongings and head to school. I step in to my room and realize...
Crap, I left the elf!
Mind you, I'm freaking out about 3 things:
1.I live about 35 minutes away from work. I can't go back.
2. I hate not following through, even though I didn't mean to be flake-alicious.
3. My kids' disappointed faces would kill me.
So, I did what any teacher would do, and elf (aka you know who) "wrote" (okay typed) a sweet and silly note, including a picture, Here it is:
Of course, my babies were sad when Elf wasn't there (insert intense guilt), but they lit up when I read his letter and all was forgiven. It made them even more excited. And yes, you bet your bottom dollar I DIDN'T forget him the next day.
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