Spies! Never trust anyone.

I had to throw a bit of a fit tonight.  Only I know why and I have already forgotten.

Mommy mentioned that Santa was watching and then I realized, even though my Elf on a Shelf was safely in my room someone else was watching me . . . And I thought he was my friend!

Yeah, in the quest to get toys from Santa Claus you can't trust anyone.  Guess who I didn't take to bed with me.

-Jaxon

Reconnecting With An Old Friend!

I love it.  Sometime after Halloween and before Thanksgiving Mommy brings my friend out . . . Jingle Bell Elmo!

He is actually the size of the original Elmo AND he sings!  Can you get any better than that!  Well actually you can.

When I feel that I am being mistreated and want to wall myself off from my parents underneath the table for a little while I now have a companion.  

This allows me to hold out just a little longer when I am trying to make a point.

Happy to have my emotional support.

-Jaxon

Beware the Tickle Monster

I have met with many Monsters in my time.  There is the cuteness of Elmo, the energy of Cookie, the Monsters that Bailey and Me play with and of course there are some scary Monsters that lurk in the shadows outside my window.  However, I discovered one that beats all of them tonight, The Tickle Monster!

Actually, I haven't decided if The Tickle Monster is Me or Daddy, this role will have to be defined over time I suppose.

Everything being equal, the cuteness of Elmo only takes attention away from me and Cookie Monster would never share his cookies.

I prefer the Tickle Monster!

-Jaxon

Visiting the Whale Room!

I was wheezy all day. Oh my! So much so that the nurse on the phone told my Mommy that I needed to go to the "Whale Room". It is better known as Urgent Care.

Thankfully Elmo came with me for emotional support since there would be a little bit of unpleasantness. Despite the wonderful nurses I was subjected to all sorts of tubes and probing. Phew! Life for a toddler is rough. -Jaxon

Taking Care of Elmo

I have decided to adopt Elmo into my life as a type of surrogate little brother.

And like any big brother I'm making sure I show him the ropes. I have heard stories from my Daddy about Uncle Mark pooping all over the house so I am bound and determined that he wears his diapers and understands how to use a toilet correctly.

I will make sure he always knows that he is part of a family.

I don't mind an addition to the family, as long as he is stuffed. -Jaxon