November 30th we read Connor the Elf on the Shelf book that Connor's Great Granna got him last year. After reading the book, we talked about what was going to happen the following morning. He was thrilled to go to sleep and see where the elf would show up.
Connor really struggled with the concept of naming our elf. Did anyone else experience this? He kept repeating that his name was, "Elf!" We tried explaining the concept of names. "Aiden has a name. We don't just call him baby. Mama and Daddy thought long and hard about what we wanted his name to be and then named him. You get to name our elf. What do you want to name him?" we pleaded. Finally after about 10 minutes he said with his hands palm up, by his shoulders, "But, Mama, I can't tell him what his name his."
Smart boy. So then we were in a predicament. Do we just let our poor elf go nameless? Do we continue to talk about names and how we come up with names? Do we give him choices? After a few minutes, we got out the Elf book and read him the name choices in there and then added our own. We mixed in girl and boy names, because who are we to determine the sex of our elf. ;-)
I can't remember all the choices we gave him, but we did include "Jorge." I have no idea why that name came to me, but it was my favorite. I kinda, secretly, wanted an elf named Jorge. Instead, Connor went with "Buddy." I kinda had an inkling he'd go with that one because he always proudly declares that "Jake is my buddy" whenever he's petting Jake or loving on him.
The first morning we went out to the kitchen and discovered him in our m&m's. Buddy had left several treats for Connor which instantly made him thrilled to pieces. That sneaky little Elf knows the secret to getting on Connor's good side.