After our North Pole Breakfast (for dinner), little Jelly Bean was up to all kinds of mischief!
Jelly Bean was all about easy-to-pull-off-antics. He didn't want anyone to catch him in the act, so he was always quick to finish his foolishness in two minutes, tops!
Graffiti-master:
Nativity poacher:
Guitar player:
Repeller:
Peeker:
Teacher:
Relaxer:
Hitchhiker:
He is always way up high, out of reach of baby hands who could steal his magic...
One night he spent a little too much time under the mistletoe. Methinks Mrs. Jelly Bean had too much eggnog...
Righteous little Jelly Bean...
Cirque de Jelly Bean...
His true home (the North Pole) is where his heart is...
Teach an elf to fish...
As I watched Julian's little face light up every morning as we looked for Jelly Bean, those sweet moments were tucked inside my heart. Even Ella Grace seemed to be in on the fun, as she also lit up, giggled and pointed when she spotted our silly little Elf in the morning and throughout the day.
This was a fun game and new tradition. Stace
and I would simply look around our house right before bed each night and wondered
where we should put him. It took between two seconds and 2 minutes each night, but the memories of these
delighted faces will last forevs. :)
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