Doing Santa’s dirty work – spying on people to find out who is nice and who is naughty – gets a bit overpowering. Do you realize how many people are really naughty?
Well, I decided I needed a break from my daily routine. I heard that the Trudells were heading to downtown Omaha for a weekend outing, so I thought I’d tag along.
First, I stopped at the Omaha Children’s Museum. So much to do there for kids. It’s a great place for parents to take kids to wear them out.
I tried my hand at making a book with a nice kid named Cory. It turns out she is the Trudells’ niece. So, Cory and I hung out a little at the museum.
After making our book, Cory took me over to a swing set. But, it wasn’t a swing set. It was a pulley device. The kid thought I’d pull myself up to the top of the rope. But, um, I don’t have great upper body strength. That’s why I do what I do – sit on a shelf and spy, err, and watch what kids do for Santa.
Cory must have been hungry because we went shopping at the museum’s Little Market. I felt special because I got to ride in the shopping cart while the larger Cory pushed me.
Later, I got to drive a bus. Now, I know how Santa feels when she grabs those reins and slaps those reindeer into business.
We went to a place called Spaghetti Works. I had a nice meal. Boy, I was stuffed, and not with fluff.
Later, we stopped at the Durham Museum. I saw Santa! He was busy visiting with kids. I didn’t think he saw me, but he did. We visited a little. OK, it was more like an elf chewing. Apparently, the jolly old elf thinks I should still be on a shelf instead of taking a weekend off. Oh well, what he doesn’t know…
I met the Blues Brothers at Hollywood Candy.
I had a loft suite, and that included a stair case. That can only mean one thing. How fast can the elf slide on down?
Note to self: Do not get too cocky when sliding down the staircase.
We went to Hot Shops, which is an art complex.
I look at art, but I’m a simple elf. I don’t get it. Maybe someone can tell me about it.