Sadie "accidentally" touched Spritz, our Elf on the Shelf. She didn't tell me about it, but I knew by some mystical mom force. He hadn't moved, but she just looked guilty. You know that face, right?
Do you know what happens when you touch your Elf on the Shelf? He loses his magic, and then he isn't able to fly to Santa in the middle of the night anymore to tell him how you're behaving. I asked her why she touched Spritz, and she said it was an accident. While I strongly doubt that it was accidental, I didn't want to ruin the entire Elf on the Shelf experience. I had to think quickly about how we were going to remedy this situation...Enter the "Magic Elf Dust" plan.
I told her that Spritz had lost all his magic and wouldn't move, but that I would email Santa to ask him if there was anything we could do to bring Spritz' magic back. Santa emailed me back right away and told me that he would send us some Magic Elf Dust in the mail and that we should check our mailbox today. (Santa somehow is able to make mail show up in our mailbox on Sundays...it's a miracle). Spritz couldn't move last night because we didn't have any elf dust, but it "came in the mail" today:
Magic Elf Dust How To (in case you don't feel like looking at the picture?):
2) Tiny zippered plastic baggie (the ones that spare buttons come in)
3) white/silver/clear glitter (not too much...vacuuming is overrated)
Address the envelope to your munchkin(s). I put a red glitter nose on our Rudolph postmark. Put it in the mailbox strategically when no one is looking.
Ta da! Magic Elf Dust to the rescue!!
When Sadie and I went to check the mail, she was ecstatic that Santa had remembered to send her the dust! We went straight in the house, opened it up, and sprinkled it on Spritz so that his magic would come back:
She has SWORN that she won't ever touch Spritz again because if she does, we're packing that sucker up and sending him straight back to the North Pole.
Yours in lying-to-your-children-for-fun,