I know I usually post wordless Wednesday but this morning was too funny not to share......
On Saturday, we welcomed our Elf, Donald, back into our house for the Christmas season. We started a tradition last year of the North Pole Breakfast. Donald arrives with small gifts for the kids, we read the book and have a fun breakfast filled with sweets. Elves love sweets and what four year old doesn't?
The breakfast and the arrival of Donald really gets Henry excited for Santa and he keeps telling Mary not to touch Donald. Of course then we have the problem that he thinks Christmas is the next day, every day, but we keep reminding him that he has a little while to go.
Donald has been up to his usual hiding places....sitting in the wreath, on top of the fridge, upside down in Henry's stocking and this morning a little marshmellow mischief, which leads us to the conversation this morning with Henry.
He comes down the steps and looks at his seat at the table and immediately says "Who did this?" What? We say Donald of course. "Well how did he get into the pantry?" What, Henry, what? We said he must have been hungry and then started to play with the marshmellows. "Oh.......(pauses) well, then who is going to clean this up?" I just stared at him and said eat the marshmellows. He actually cleaned it up and put them back into the bag. I'm pretty sure he thought I would just throw them out so I think he was trying to save as many as he could.
You could tell his mind was still going as he sat there and stared at Donald. Charlie and Mary left and Henry continued to sit there. Then it was "Mom, so Santa works for Donald?" "No, Henry, Donald works for Santa." "And they live in the North Pole, right mom?" "Yep, and Donald goes back every night." "Hmmmmm, I wonder how he had time to do this and why does he not watch Mary, why do you always say he is watching me." (Pick mouth up off floor and think really fast)........."Well, Henry, Mary is a baby and the elves focus on bigger kids and next year, Donald will be watching both of you." "Ohh okay, mom" and then wanders over to the stockings.
"You know mom, maybe Donald could sit in MareBear's stocking or maybe he could play in my play room." "Yes, Henry I am sure Donald will, we still have quite a few days with him. So, who knows where he will be next. Just remember that he is listening and watching so he knows you would like for him in those places." "Okay, mom."
At this point, I'm ready to move on. So, we start talking about Santa and how he is going to be at school today. He told me something about Santa reviewing his behavioral chart and that if Santa thought it was good, he could have his picture taken. Of course he tells me, I'm sure Donald already told Santa that I am good, so I'm not worried.
Gotta love kids at Christmas!
