Elf

About 20 years ago an elf came to my house.  Don't ask me how, or why?  He did appear each Christmas and the children and grandchildren would shriek, "I don't like him...not one bit" or "hide him, he's freaky".  O.K., I relented, so I hid him in a box above the computer, but the next day he appeared again. 

Now that Elf on the Shelf is a popular book and stuffed toy and movie, I began to wonder what the little creature that appeared in my house was somehow related to this new Elf. 

This Christmas season has been no different.  I have paid attention each morning, sort of a detective game, to see if this elf is moving about.

Voila!  He did move in the night. 

The next morning, I found him here.  Thinks he's going for a boat ride, I guess.

I found him again.  What is this Elf doing?

I can tell you, Sugar is not happy.  Would you be with this freaky little elf in your lap?

Oh, no...not mycoffee cup! 

What do you want?  Why?  What am I supposed to do?  I'm listening, are you trying to tell me something?  Sshhhhhh!