elf on a shelf.

I kept waiting, thinking next year would be better for Reese to really understand the concept of him. Excuse me, did I say him? I mean Cinnamon. He's a real elf, after all. Daddy went and got him from the North Pole today and Reese and I have played with him all day. While Reese was napping he decided he'd hang with me in my office while I edited some pics (shameless plug here, but it's perfect timing to send you on over to the biz blog for some new shots...after this of course). Since he's a newbie to the McPherson family, thought I'd keep an eye on him. Word on the street is these little elves are quite mischievous. Wouldn't cha know, next thing I see he's hanging from my screen. Seriously. We had a chat. I fear he wasn't really into our discussion, so we'll see what this next week is like. Reese will really enjoy his acrobatics next Christmas season. For now, I'll introduce ya. Reesiepieciepoo fan club, meet Cinnamon McPherson:

Okay, we'll see if his name sticks. I liked Sparky. Dallas and Boo vetoed it since it wasn't "Christmasy enough." whatever. Dallas suggested Homer. Uhm, that's not Christmasy!! (not sure if Christmasy is a word, but I'm using it). So, I got very excited when I came up with "cinnamon" thinking that was a sure fire winner. Dallas looked at me, then says "That's a stripper's name." I quickly informed him that the costume was made on the elf and was not removable. Also, maybe he's changed his ways. Hello, the holidays are all about forgiveness. Who cares if he was a stripper in a past life?
He's a changed elf now.
A changed elf who's fitting in nice with his new family.