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*Looks around the thread, reading the subtext clearly for the first time. Sigh. The information (which obviously came from me) is simply that there was concern about permission to use a character. I conveyed that in the hopes that it can be worked out so everyone is content. I apologize to everyone for misreading the situation and causing more issues by sticking my toes in a simple disagreement that was none of my business. I'm sorry to all involved. It was a poor call on my part and won't happen again. I do hope ya'll can work it out.

And oh...we did have one more exiting Elf moment. This year, my elder son has started having suspicions about the validity of his elf. "Mom, are they just dolls that you and daddy move around?" This troubled him one day a great deal, and so I asked him if he wanted an answer or if he would prefer the fun of the mystery. When faced with that option he definitely preferred the mystery. He said he'd figure it out on his own. He had a plan to find out the truth. Putting the children to bed that night, I noticed he had put both elves into their makeshift basket bed surrounded by booby traps. I wondered if anyone would be caught in the boobytraps. Never fear though, I got up in the middle of the night though and found little white footprints leading from my younger son's bed (where his elf was now sleeping with a suspicious white substance on his hands, feet, and mouth), allllll the way down the stairs to the living room where there was my older son's elf sprawled out in a sugar coma with a gingerbread man in his lap, and powdered sugar all over the table. The booby traps up in the bedroom were still apparently functional, so the elves bypassed them with no problems. Hubby got the boys up for school the next morning as I had a headache. I heard, "Whisper whisper mumble?" *thump thump thump pitter patter feet * "Whisper, mumble MUMBLE???" *thump thump thump THUMP down the stairs* "Giggle Giggle Whooo! Hahaha Mumble MUMBLE!!" *Thumpity Thumpity back up the stairs * "Chatter chatter giggle chatter " *thumpity thumpity thumpity back down the stairs * Pause. Then: *whirrrrrrrrrrrRRRRrrrrrrrrrrrr* vacuum cleaner on the stairs. I giggled in my bed at all the sound effects, but the entertainment wasn't over. The husband comes in and informs me that the booby traps were a red herring. My son apparently demanded that dad present his hands for examination. In the boys' room is a black light. My resourceful child had laid a big flat lego mat on top of the elves' bed, which would have to be moved for them to get out of bed. He had coated the top of the mat with florescent marker. Anyone who touched the lego mat to move it would have florescent marker on their fingers that would show up under exposure to black light, much like the luminol uncovers blood stains on CSI. My husbands' hands were clean. Perhaps because the elves moved themselves? Or perhaps because florescent marker didn't make it to the sides or bottom edges of the lego mat where someone might be likely to grip when lifting? I expect to be likewise interrogated when I get home. It's a good thing I wasn't a guilty party. We discovered through curious testing though that while florescent marker will readily transfer to human hands on contact from a slick markered surface like a lego mat no matter how many hours it has been there, it is almost impossible to remove it from porous human hands after contact is made. For the record? Water, soap, alcohol, hydrogen peroxide, industrial pumice, Goo Gone, and gasoline will NOT remove florescent marker from skin sufficiently enough to prevent it from showing up under a black light. However, it can be successfully masked by going back over the offending area with a sharpie marker.

That was so classic LB. Perfect story fodder! Clouddancer, they're grade school, the two of them. Just old enough and just young enough to be prime victims to mom's sense of holiday humor, though clearly they're learning. I would probably advise a four legged child. All of the affection and little of the back talk. :D