How does Santa know?

The Elf on the ShelfThe first review explains the concept. The second review is a new art form:

5.0 out of 5 stars

Elf on a Shelf

December 15, 2006

By L. Sicilian “Grateful Mom”

This review is from: The Elf on the Shelf: A Christmas Tradition with Blue Eyed North Pole Pixie-Elf (Toy)

We just received this as a gift. It is perfect for my 3 year old who is having constant struggles with being a good little boy as he grows more independent. We’ve named our elf and everyday we remind him that his elf is watching him and he instantly stops the negative behavior. He’s even told his wish list for Santa to his elf. It’s been a great motivational tool for improving his behavior when other techniques have failed. Brilliant idea!!

1.0 out of 5 stars

Now what?

December 4, 2010

By Pi (New Mexico)

This review is from: The Elf on the Shelf: A Christmas Tradition with Blue Eyed North Pole Pixie-Elf (Toy)

So, I bought this adorable elf, whom my three precious children named “Buttface” last year at Christmas time. Before Buttface arrived in our home I was at my wits end. My children would write on the walls with markers, crayons and even oil based paints. They would swing from the light fixture above our dining room table until it finally was pulled out of the ceiling. We had been dining by candlelight even since until Joey decided to light little Jimmy’s hair on fire one night as they fought over who got the red fork at dinner. We couldn’t even have a Christmas tree because Jack would try and climb it, or we would catch Jimmy swinging at it’s trunk with his Boy Scouts ax. I didn’t blame the dear child of course, he was merely using his vivid imagination to play a game of “Lumberjack”. Instead we would have the Christmas Shoe Box for Santa to put the presents in. I don’t care what anyone says, it was just as festive as any old tree. Eventually though I realized that my children were not behaving in a socially acceptable way when the FBI showed up at my door because the boys had called in a bomb threat to get out of a spelling test at school. Terribly upset, I consulted my pediatrician and we both agreed that my children’s behavioral issues were no fault of my own and that the ONLY solution to my discipline problems was “The Elf on The Shelf”.

I brought Buttface out of his box the day after Thanksgiving. For the entire month of December Jimmy, Joey and Jack were perfect angels. Cowering in abject fear over this tiny stuffed doll they behaved as well as the baby Jesus himself. It did make for a few night time bed wetting accidents as they were afraid to get out of bed at night for fear Buttface would be lurking in the hallway. Not once did they bite the dog, cut my hair while I slept or try to hotwire the car. It was a new record in our home. We actually got to have a tree that year and I thought my parenting troubles were over!! Bless you Buttface!

However, on December 26th, giddy with all the loot Santa had bought, which was a lot since they had been so extra good with the help of Buttface, my children knew they were off the hook for the next 11 months! They were back at it again, tipping over our refrigerator, trying to bathe the cat in the dishwasher and scamming old ladies out of their retirement by claiming to be princes from Nigeria in some email scam they had running.

So, in despair, I am asking that there be an elf of this nature to spy on my children and keep them on the straight and narrow year round! I know it would make my life a whole lot easier to know that I had an inanimate object in my house that was keeping my children on the straight and narrow and could take over the parenting duties on a daily basis, not just at Christmas time. Parenting is very hard work and we need all the help we can get. If I don’t have a toy such as this to teach my children right from wrong under the guise of spying on them and denying them presents if they behave badly, how will they ever learn?? Please, please, won’t somebody think of the children!

Update:

Remembering the Marshes

I was struck by the beauty of this still from the PBS video “Remembering the Marshes”:

Remembering the Marshes

Gustave Dore

I discovered Gustave Doré through image searches for Mises.org — looking for images to use with Mises Dailies.

Once I recognized that my favorite Bible illustrations were all by the same artist, I started buying $10 paperbacks of his work.

Then I started reading the books he illustrated.

As of yesterday, I have the big three in hardcover:

  1. Dante’s Divine Comedy
  2. Milton’s Paradise Lost
  3. The King James Version of the Bible

new versions of old stories

My 3yo son recently developed a love for monsters.

He was headed in the Godzilla-movie-monster and Halloween-monster direction (based on the toys he was seeing in the stores), but I succeeded in diverting him in a more ancient-world direction with DK Classics: The Odyssey and Ludmila Zeman’s Gilgamesh Trilogy.

Jury’s still out on DK’s Odyssey — which we’ve been skipping around in, rather than reading from beginning to end — but my son loves the Gilgamesh story and all its Mesopotamian monsters.

These are whitewashed and bowdlerized, but the illustrations are gorgeous and all the main characters and events of the epic are introduced. I started to read the boy Stephen Mitchell’s translation of the original Gilgamesh (which I love), but quickly realized that some of the story was way too adult for him. I was happy to find a version written for children. I think Ludmila Zeman changed more than she had to, but the result is a set of stories compelling to a 3yo boy and his father, both.

Highly recommended, but not unreservedly so.

wild

“…but when I became a man, I put away childish things.” – Paul, 1 Corinthians 13:11

From TerribleYellowEyes.com (via books4yourkids.com).

my favorite Peter Pan cover

Peter Pan: the Original Story by J.M. Barrie

poor old Robinson Crusoe

I’ve been looking for PDF scans of old children’s picture books. I found a great collection at the Library of Congress. It’s not hard to tell why some of these fell out of circulation, like this page from Denslow’s Mother GooseDownload PDF:

Poor old Robinson Crusoe

Mark 12 with Legos

I continue to find wonderful (and much less stuffy than you might expect) Bible resources online, e.g.,


www.TheBrickTestament.com

Psalm 137

The Twitter: *

Psalm 137 is beautiful and disturbing. The most-often-quoted opening lines. The least-often-quoted last lines.

The Psalm:

  1. By the rivers of Babylon, there we sat down, yea, we wept, when we remembered Zion.
  2. We hanged our harps upon the willows in the midst thereof.
  3. For there they that carried us away captive required of us a song; and they that wasted us required of us mirth, saying, Sing us one of the songs of Zion.
  4. How shall we sing the LORD’S song in a strange land?
  5. If I forget thee, O Jerusalem, let my right hand forget her cunning.
  6. If I do not remember thee, let my tongue cleave to the roof of my mouth; if I prefer not Jerusalem above my chief joy.
  7. Remember, O LORD, the children of Edom in the day of Jerusalem; who said, Rase it, rase it, even to the foundation thereof.
  8. O daughter of Babylon, who art to be destroyed; happy shall he be, that rewardeth thee as thou hast served us.
  9. Happy shall he be, that taketh and dasheth thy little ones against the stones.

The music video with, well, abridged lyrics:

* The “tweet”?

Icarus

My friend David Miller tells me a plane leaving La Guardia just went into the Hudson. “I watched it, mostly submerged, float by the windows of the office gym. … you know the Auden poem Musee de Beaux Arts?”

Here’s what he’s referring to:

About suffering they were never wrong,
The Old Masters; how well, they understood
Its human position; how it takes place
While someone else is eating or opening a window or just walking dully along;
How, when the aged are reverently, passionately waiting
For the miraculous birth, there always must be
Children who did not specially want it to happen, skating
On a pond at the edge of the wood:
They never forgot
That even the dreadful martyrdom must run its course
Anyhow in a corner, some untidy spot
Where the dogs go on with their doggy life and the torturer’s horse
Scratches its innocent behind on a tree.
In Breughel’s Icarus, for instance: how everything turns away
Quite leisurely from the disaster; the ploughman may
Have heard the splash, the forsaken cry,
But for him it was not an important failure; the sun shone
As it had to on the white legs disappearing into the green
Water; and the expensive delicate ship that must have seen
Something amazing, a boy falling out of the sky,
had somewhere to get to and sailed calmly on.

And here’s the painting Auden is referring to.

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