You remember the story of Cocoa the Elf...our Christmas-time visitor who reported back to Santa every night on the naughty/nice status in the Kelly household. Well as everyone knows, Cocoa goes back to the North Pole on December 26th to hang out with Santa until next Christmas season.
That fact did not go over well with our eldest, and chief Cocoa fan. "Daddy...let's find Cocoa," Brian said with excitement in his voice.
"Sorry buddy, Cocoa is not here today. He went back to the North Pole. We'll see him next Christmas," I said.
"NO! I want Cocoa to be here!," he pleaded. Next came the crying, then the hunched-over-with-hands-over-eyes stance. It was one of the saddest things I've ever seen.
I knew there was nothing I could say that would make it better. Only time would eventually heal this wound. And it has. Cocoa is still mentioned, but in a more matter-of-fact way. And Brian still wants to read his "Elf on the Shelf" book at bedtime. I oblige, careful not to open the door for a Cocoa return before next Thanksgiving weekend.
So I guess all-in-all, the Cocoa experiment was a success. And next year, we will have many more places for him to hang out in the new house!
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