Meeting Santa

Ummmm, I'm not sure I wanna meet Santa. You want me to go sit in a scary stranger's lap?

An introduction.

Well, maybe he's OK. What's with the weird white beard??

GET ME OUT OF HERE!!!!!

The Great Elmo Obsession

We all live and think in an Elmo World, and I am a Eh-eh-Elmo girl.

Every toddler's favorite furry red friend has taken over our house. Miss Annabelle is now the proud owner of 4 Elmo dolls, all of whom perform various and sundry functions. She has an Elmo sweatshirt and Elmo jammies. We all walk around singing "It's Elmo's World." Annabelle only wants to wear Pampers since Elmo is on them. He's everywhere and even had a place on our Christmas tree.

At one point, I had to ask myself the logical question....how on Earth did Elmo become #1 when our child had never seen him on TV? Well, it's the same question being asked in this blog entry on The Poop.

Well Elmo, you've got us hooked. And maybe someday, somehow we can break ourselves from this addiction.