Maximus SparkleSox that is.
You may have heard about the newest Christmas trend - The Elf on the Shelf. A little elf comes with a book about how he appears in your house after Thanksgiving and every night he flies back to the North Pole to report to Santa. When he flies back in he lands in a new place everyday (this is the part I like). You can't touch him though or he will loose his magic and won't be able to report to Santa - then you get sock for Christmas (in our house underwear is a big deal so that is no threat)
I have to disclose that we did not purchase the brand name 'elf on the shelf'. We have a Christopher Pop-in-kins - solely for the reason that the elf is not cute and Christopher is.
So anyway, Sunday morning the elf (who I named Maximus SparkleSox since in previous conversations Dylan had indicated he would name him do-do or poop) appears rappelling from the kitchen chandelier. He brought with him Christmas placemats, plates, cups and special North Pole snow covered doughnuts. It was a big hit.
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