Monday, December 11, 2017

North Pole Letters: December 11, 2017

December 11, 2017

(Okay, we got the days wrong yesterday. It is NOW 14 days until Christmas J )

Were you excited about more stress balls?! I’m sure you were. I hope you don’t mind, but we used them a bit on our way here. Came up with some pretty cool games. Then as soon as we got back to the Pole we all put them on our own Christmas list. Santa saw it and rolled his eyes, but what he doesn’t know is that we know he has his own collection. He just doesn’t know we know. You know?

Yesterday marked the second week of advent. Sounds like you had a special day at church. S and B, you made cool crafts with your dad and Madison said a verse for a video the church is doing. So exciting!

The second candle – and of course different churches believe different things – is the Bethlehem candle. Or the candle of love (sometimes it’s called the candle of faith as well). We don’t worry about such differences, because it’s not vital to our belief. What is vital is believing Jesus is God’s son and that He was born to save us…and did! What a great way for a king to come to earth to show His love! He could’ve been born in a palace and walked around with a holier-than-though attitude. But I guess since he was THEE holier-than-though then that wouldn’t be possible…or I guess it would be…anyway, I’m getting off track. My point is that he was born in a manger. Do you even know what that is? It’s a food trough. A thing animals…dirty, stinky, smelly animals eat out of. So not a palace, but a manger surrounded but filth. That girls, is called a humble birth.

Your little treat tonight is direct from Mrs. Claus’ kitchen. Although she didn’t make them. Remember last night we mentioned the chores we sometimes have to do? Well, this is a product of those chores. So if you don’t like them…we’re sorry. They are cutely decorated though don’t you think?

Okay, ladies, we need to head off. Big bonfire tonight. Every tenth of December, Santa hosts a great, big bonfire. We have s’mores and other fun treats, but the best part is where we write down some bad choices we made or things that we have trouble forgiving ourselves for and then we toss them into the fire. The fire consumes them. Takes them away. Turns them to ash. Just like Jesus took ALL of our sins and did away them through his ultimate sacrifice. Let me tell you, it helps. You follow that with your fifteenth s’more and you can’t help, but to feel alive!

Merry Christmas, girls! I’m hearing love and kindness, but I want to hear more. Okay? Blessings to your home and family.

Love, your-hungry-for-s’mores-and-thankful-for-forgiveness-Elves

Whatchamacallit, Thing-a-muh-jig and Whats-uh-hoozy

Sunday, December 10, 2017

North Pole Letters: December 10, 2017

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It’s a glorious day! God never disappoints! What a pretty, snowy day you guys had here yesterday. Not enough to go sledding, but glad you were able to go support your small group friends at a local church to watch A Play in the Manger. Wow! What a wonderful production! It’s amazing when so many different teams within a church community come together. Wonderful things happen. Some of my cohorts and I were able to drop in and watch. Seeing the joy of Christmas ring out in the voices of children puts me in the Christmas spirit every time.

You may wonder why we aren’t always already in the spirit of the season since we’re working all-year-round. Well, it’s easy to get caught in the motions of everyday life and forget to think about and reflect upon the important things in life. It’s easy to come home and plop down on the couch without spending time reading or praying or calling a friend. Just because it’s easy doesn’t mean we should do it. It’s the difficult things that build character. We just need to persevere. Perseverance builds character. Character produces hope. That’s one of my favorite verses.

We elves aren’t perfect. We get caught him the hum-drum of life and…we also get caught up in the material things in life. Toys. It’s not wrong or bad to have toys, but we must never place their importance above the importance of God. When we show jealousy and envy, than we’re putting ourselves first rather than Him.

When we aren’t working as a team or being yucky to one another, Santa has us do some chores together. He calls them team-unity-character-building-learn-to-show-love activities, but we call them chores. Although, I suppose they do work. We either have to come up with an elaborate contraption for shoveling snow or sometimes he makes us bake cookies. I think this is just to give Mrs. Claus a break so they can go smooch a little. They are so adorable together.

Yesterday was the anniversary of the first time Charlie Brown’s Christmas was on TV. My favorite part of that story is the tree. It taught us that we don’t need big-big-big decorations or really flashy, decorative things for Christmas. We just need to understand that Jesus came to earth to show us how much he loves us.

Enjoy this day, girls! It’s a gift. You are a gift. Don’t ever EVER forget that.

We love you! Merry Christmas!

Your Gonna-go-to-bed-when-we-get-home Elves,

Spero, Gratia, Amare

P.S. We thought you might like a 2nd Stress ball for your collections!
        Love, Gratia :) xoxoxo

Saturday, December 9, 2017

North Pole Letters: December 9, 2017

December 9, 2017 

(16 days of doing random acts of kindness before Christmas)

Happy…snowy Saturday? Is there snow on the ground? I hope there is! I love snow. I love how the leafless branches become covered in inches of white, wintry flakes. It’s like they put on long sleeves over their bare arms.

Do you know why yesterday was special? No, not because you got awesome stress balls. Something even more special than that. Well, depends how you look at it. Would you like to know what I’m talking about?

Yesterday was the birthday of Jan Ingenhousz. Yep! Do you see why I’m excited to share? No? You’re not?

Ingenhousz discovered a very important process in nature. He discovered photosynthesis. This is when plants soak up the sun and turn it into energy. So why am I telling you this? No, our bodies don’t use photosynthesis, but our heart for Jesus does use – and need – His light.

Jesus is the Light of the world. When we take time each day to worship, celebrate, pray and be with Him, our spirit becomes energized. And people around us see that and feel that. Sometimes it inspires them to want to be a better person – and maybe break some habits - and perhaps get to know the Lord on a deeper level.

Do you think this always happens? No. Unfortunately it doesn’t. People have to be open to accepting to love of Christ and get out of their own way in order to see that there is a greater being at work in their lives. But you girls know that. But don’t ignore it. Don’t ignore the amazing Light. It will never ever go out or go away.

I hope you girls have an amazing day. Enjoy this time together. Make sure you have a good attitude and are using kind words towards one another. And go do something kind for someone else. Especially if you’re feeling down. It will perk you up because by doing a kind deed you are glorifying the one true king.

We love you and are amazed by you. Merry Christmas!

Your Singing, Dancing, Swaying and Grooving Elves,

Puddle, Sarsaparilla and Tootin’ McGootin’

Friday, December 8, 2017

North Pole Letters: December 8, 2017

December 8, 2017 (Seventeen. More. Days!)

Good morning super-awesome-super-beautiful-super-sensational ladies!

I know by now you have noticed today’s gift so I’m going to keep this short. But tell me, did you shriek in sheer joy and delight?! Can you believe the stress balls are finally here!

Santa invited some of the elves in to his living room the other night for some hot chocolate. The fireplace was roaring and of course the big guy had plates full of cookies for us. I noticed a book – a journal actually – on the table near his chair. I paged through and realized it was a collection of Christmas quotes that Santa had jotted down and kept. He said reading them makes him stop and reflect on the beauty of the world and of course the real reason for Christmas. He said it helps him put things into perspective.

So no poem tonight, but rather some of the quotes I read from Santa’s journal.

"Christmas is not a time nor a season, but a state of mind. To cherish peace and goodwill, to be plenteous in mercy, is to have the real spirit of Christmas." - Calvin Coolidge

"Christmas is a day of meaning and traditions, a special day spent in the warm circle of family and friends." - Margaret Thatcher

"SANTA! I know him! I know him." Buddy the Elf, Elf

"Christmas will always be as long as we stand heart to heart and hand in hand." - Dr. Seuss

"The best way to spread Christmas Cheer, is singing loud for all to hear." Buddy the Elf, Elf

"Seeing is believing, but sometimes the most real things in the world are the things we can’t see" — The Polar Express

"Our hearts grow tender with childhood memories and love of kindred, and we are better throughout the year for having, in spirit, become a child again at Christmas-time." –Laura Ingalls Wilder

I will honor Christmas in my heart, and try to keep it all the year. - Charles Dickens

Those are good aren’t they? (I bet the ones from Buddy are your favorites.) There are so many more, but you got four pages last night so I thought I’d give a little break tonight. We love you, girls. Show love to one another and let your light shine.

Merry Christmas!

Your filled-with-the-Christmas-spirit Elves,

Pumpernickel, Harry Von Schnozzenfuss and Meow Woofingmoomoo

Thursday, December 7, 2017

North Pole Letters: December 7, 2017

December 7, 2017 (18 maybe-snow-filled-but-probably-not-but here’s-to-wishing – days until Christmas!

A flickering candle
A dying-down fire
Compare dancing shadows on the wall
The crackling and falling ashes
Serenade the train circling the tree
Above it, a forest of ornaments
Decked out in sparkles,
Arrays of galactic shapes,
Miniature representations of
Dreams and aspirations
Strings of light paving their path
Playing the part of streetlights
Connecting each one
With twinkling hope

If they were to speak
Would they choose the words
They only hear spoken throughout
The rooms of the house?
What kind of words would they be
If they were to come to life?
Would they choose the actions
They only see from their perches in the tree?
Would the glow emanating from the fireplace
Diminish and smother any chance of hope
With harshness and cruelty
Would the shortened candle
Distinguish itself while grace and love
Disguise themselves in unpleasantness?

An ornament nestled firmly – or so it thought –
Found itself, through a serious of shakes and rumbling,
On the floor cracked on its one wing
While the other wing shattered
The train kept chugging, paid no attention
The ballerina tapped and twirled in another direction
Even a smiling, glittering gingerbread man
turned a candy eye

Many Sunrises came
Many beams of moonlight 
streamed through the paned glass
Still the broken plane lay
Unnoticed on the fringe of
What he thought was home
Laughter, shouting, crying
Filled the air for those many days

And then a ray of hope
A chance to rejoin
The needles, the branches, the lights

If I’m hanging suspended from a hook
I’ll be okay. It’ll be alright.
As long as I’m where I was placed
Back to where I was told to be.
I’ll be accepted.

The spherical figure nudged him
The stampeding of feet assured him
This will be the day
I will hang back up top

But the plane had no idea, no clue
It was wrecked, damaged
Left to be with the fallen pine needles
And rolling dust
It had no idea the stampeding feet
Were blown off course
Distracted by other stimuli much more
Easily seen than a ball under a tree

More time passed
Stockings were added to the mantle
More and more tunes of winter, Christ and cheer
Bellowed from all corners
Strange voices came and went

Then one night, soot and ashes
Swept down the chimney
With a bound, boots, black as the soot
Stepped out and looked about
And with his nose close to the tips of the branches
He stared first with smile and then with a frown
Intently and the arrangement of ornaments
Rubbing his fingertips on his bearded chin
A groan exited his lips
Something wasn’t right
Something was missing
An empty place in the branches
Showed all the signs of something being misplaced.

Bending low, a knee on the floor
An outstretched hand
Took the plane and placed it on the table
But not the plane itself just it’s broken pieces

Morning came with thundering feet down the stairs
Rattling and vibrating
The ripping and shredding followed
By screams of childhood delight

The hands of the mantle clock spun and circled
Several times before childhood eyes
Noticed the broken pieces
Picking one up and cupping it in his palm
He walked over to the tree
Looking up, looking down
Before getting on his knees

Stretching his body as far as could
The plane was rescued and reunited with its pieces
Ignoring his new toys, the boy got to work
What are you doing they asked
We need to throw it away they said
The boy, who normally listened
Became deaf because he didn’t want to hear

Wouldn’t you rather play with your new toys
Wouldn’t you rather construct a snowman?

The boy kept tinkering, gluing and gluing again
Until once the hands on the clock and gone full circle
And he was done

With a hook in one hand and the plane in the other
The boy placed the plane – repaired, renewed –
Back into the branches from which it fell

Why did you do that? They asked. You had all these toys
All of these new things. Why work so hard on a broken plane?

Daddy, my toys are just that. Just things
When we are broken, it is by grace that we are put together again
This is the true meaning of Christmas
For a broken world He came into
For by grace we are saved
As our perfect world awaits.

What if another one falls?
Then I will do same.
For the actions Christ showed me
I will also show to others

What if you can’t fix them?
Through Him, we are whole
From Him we learn to pick up the pieces
Whether they are pieces of the least, the last and the lonely or the lost
Or pieces of ourselves

We must extend grace. We must hand out hope.
We must sing of joy to drown out the fear.
We must be the light.
We must.

Merry Christmas, girls!

We love you and are so proud of how wonderful and full of love you are.

Blessings from your Elves,

Joy, Hope, Faith & Love

Wednesday, December 6, 2017

North Pole Letters: December 6, 2017

December 6, 2017 (19 wonderful-if-you-choose-them-to-be days!)

Hello and good morning! I hope everyone had pleasant and sweetness-filled dreams last night. And I certainly hope that everyone is ready to face a new day armored with the shield of Christ.

I do have to say girls, I’m not liking all the bickering and yuckiness all that much. I seem to remember bringing this up last year…and the year before that. So what’s the dealie-oh?

It kind of makes me sad. We leave letters for you and gifts in hopes it brightens your day and to inspire you to want to spread love and joy. But that’s not happening. Not nearly enough anyway. Let’s not point fingers, but rather just really focus on our words and actions towards one another. Sisterhood is such a wonderful and amazing thing. Cherish this time, girls. Life is fragile. Hearts are too. Take care of yours. Take care of each other’s.

How about a poem of sorts?

Do you know what acrostic poems are? It’s where you take the first letter of a word and use it to create another word or phrase. The word or phrase usually has something to do with the word you’re spelling vertically down the page, but I thought I’d do something different. I thought I’d take the letters of your last name and write words or phrases about Christmas. I’m not a poet, but I really feel the Christmas spirit in your home. Now, if your daddy could build a fireplace, then it would be even more awesome!

Here we go…I think I will try to throw in some really random words that you normally wouldn’t think for Christmas. Hey, I’m an elf. I live to live dangerously.

G: For the GIFT of Jesus. The GIFT of His light. The GIFT of an eternal home surrounded by His glory.

R: For RAMIFICATIONS. No matter the consequences of our choices. No matter how much we may hurt the ones we love. No matter. We are loved. We are His children. He is our Lord.

A: For ATONEMENT. This may be more of an Easter word, but if you ask me, it’s an everyday word. We get too caught up on past mistakes and easily forget how easily we are forgiven. Some don’t believe that. Again, if you ask me, that’s the amazing thing about a personal relationship with Jesus. He loves you. You love Him. You’re forgiven. Don’t make it more complicated than that.

Y: For…your daddy is a Yo-Yo. Ha! Ha! Just kidding. Don’t tell him I said that. Okay, seriously now. How about…Yamaka. Do you know what that is? Is a very non-Christmas word. It’s actually a sort of hat worn by Jewish men. The Jewish religion doesn’t believe Christ is the Messiah. So why do I bring this up? Well, because in Christ’s life here on earth, he gave us commandments. The greatest of these is love. We are commanded to love everybody no matter what. At many times in your life you will come across people that are difficult to love, that believe different things than you do. So what do you do? You love.

B: Whether in a BLUSTERY BLIZZARD or watching BILLOWING smoke from a chimney, we ring BELLS for the BOY that was BORN in a stable. And a smelly stable at that.

I: Igloo. How’s that for a random non-Christmas word? I’ll tell you what it is. Too hard to come up with anything. How about…ILLUMINATE? Let the lights on the tree and the windowsills in the houses of all those that believe in the true meaning of Christmas ILLUMINATE their homes and INSPIRE them to be the light in someone’s life.

L: “LOVE is all we have left” Another quote from U2. It simply means that after everything is gone. Vanishes or floats away on a chilly winter breeze. That LOVE, His LOVE remains. Sometimes it has to “fight for its existence”, but that’s why the world needs girls like you to show His LOVE.

L: LIFE. LIVE your LIFE to the fullest. Have you heard of that saying before? Christ didn’t come to Earth, for us to be idle. He taught us the power of community. The power of an unwavering friendship. It sounds like each of you have dreams and aspirations. I think that’s wonderful! You can do it. Whatever it is God has planned for you, do it whole-heartedly. Do it with a grateful heart. Do it while extending grace to those around you.

Well, I seriously thought that I would come up with a couple words and that would be it. I hope you enjoyed reading that and don’t feel it’s to verbose. Seems all important though, don’t you think?

One more thing before we leave. The stress balls are coming…soon! They are…well, it’s kind of a long story, but here it is in a nutshell. They were found in some nut shells right outside. Who woulda thunk? We just have to clean them up and make sure they are in tip-top shape.

Gotta booty-skoot!

We love you! Merry Christmas!

Your rock-n-rollin’ Elves,

Sherbet, Snowball and Rhythm

P.S. Remember, lots and lots of love and kindness. That goes for your dad too J

Tuesday, December 5, 2017

North Pole Letters: December 5, 2017

December 5, 2017 (20 More Days!)

Good morning, Graybill Ladies! You are even more beautiful than you were yesterday! Remarkable! Wonderful! Sensational!

You’re not going to believe this, but the moment we stepped into your home, Santa called us on our new UR-A-GIFt 34 Walkie Talkies to tell us he needs us home. Pronto!

Therefore, our note will have to be quick tonight. I wanted to start with another lyric. It’s from the incredible Songs of Experience album so I know you’ll daddy will appreciate this.

It goes, “and like flowers growing in a crater…from nothing…a rose”

I want you girls to listen to me about something. It something that can never be said too much, but it’s easily not believed enough. There will be times that you kind of feel poopy. Like nothing. Or someone says something to you that makes you feel worthless. So this is where I need you to listen. You will never be nothing. You were sculpted by the one true king, by a God that sent His only son. You are loved more than you can ever imagine…and not just by Christ, but your parents as well. Unconditionally. Do you know what that means? Yes, you’re right. It means they love you now and they will love you tomorrow and the day after that to the moon and back. No matter what.

You are beautiful flowers, girls, that can and will grow anyway and anywhere. It starts with the seed. A good seed and nutritious soil. There’s something for you to talk about. What do you think that means? I love metaphors.

Girls, not every child lives in a home like yours. Cherish it. Your parents aren’t perfect. But they are receivers and believers of a perfect love and they love nothing more than God and their three gorgeous girls. Show love and kindness to one another. No fighting over the gifts we left for you. That’s not why we bring them.

We love and adore all of the Graybills. Merry Christmas!

Your Rootin’ Tootin’ Elves,

Sandwich, Hairball & Amoxy (like the pink stuff)

Monday, December 4, 2017

North Pole Letters: December 4, 2017

December 4, 2017 (21 more days until Christmas!)

Good morning, angels! It’s Cookie! I’m back! Yaaayyy!!

I just love coming to your house! I have missed it, tremendously. I was actually scheduled to come later in the month, but the other elves spoke so highly of your home that I begged Santa to let me come sooner. I had to clean out the reindeer stalls, but it was soooooo worth it! Tell your mom I took off my shoes before entering.

Your artificial tree looks so real. Beautifully adorned with those really neat Old World ornaments. Those are my favorite. They probably have special meaning to you since they’re from your Mimi Sue, right? I don’t mind artificial trees because to me, if they are decorated by a family that loves and appreciates the true meaning of Christmas, it doesn’t matter if the tree has sappy, sticky branches or not. Kind of makes you wonder why people still have real ones.

I’ve always thought each of the lights wrapped around the trees and nestled on the branches represent the Light of the world that came into the world as a baby who would then be crucified – although he never sinned – to give us hope. And what do you know? It’s the first week of advent. Did you know the first candle represents hope?

Biblical hope isn’t like hoping it doesn’t rain. It’s different than that. There are many verses about hope in the Bible and I encourage you to look them up and perhaps read them in front of the Christmas tree or just as a family. Each of you can take turns reading them. One of my favorites though is in Galatians where it mentions divine salvation. The whole idea that no matter how much we mess up, with Christ in our hearts, we are forgiven and will live with Him in heaven. This doesn’t mean we purposely make bad choices. We need to let our actions show the love of Christ. We need to be the light. Think of that next time you look at tree. Be the light.

Part of learning how to be the light is going to church. I want to thank you girls for wanting to go to church every week (and even on Wednesdays).  Being proactive in our faith benefits us and those around us. You could very well inspire someone to accept the Light of the world and then be a light for others.
I was able to listen to Pastor John’s message online yesterday. There’s something he said and then said again and then said again that I want to say to you. And that’s: God. Is. With. You.

Don’t ever forget that. No matter what, God is with all of us. All the time.

It’s hard to do it, but it’s time we get going. I prayed for protection over your family while standing in front of your other tree – adorned with all sorts of special ornaments. You girls are part of an amazing family. Your mom and dad’s dedication to the three of you is strong, solid and special.

I love your home and I’ll be back again. And Sophie? I promise that the mission to get those stress balls is underway. We’ll figure out a way to get them to you. 

Thank you so much for your letter!

We love you lots! Merry Christmas!

Your Elves of the Night,

Cookie, Fahrenheit & Silly Goose

North Pole Letters: December 3, 2017

December 3rd 2017 (22 days until Christmas!)

Welcome to a new day, girls! I bet you’re ready for your banana and pickle sandwich with a side of peppered-sprinkled Jell-o.

Wait! You mean to tell me that you’ve never tried thee most delicious breakfast in the entire world?! Girls, you have no idea what you’re missing. Go ahead, eat your cereal and your scrambled eggs, but now that you know that that isn’t the greatest thing to eat while you greet a new day, you will always be wondering about that amazing banana and pickled sandwich layered with sun-baked mayonnaise. I forgot to mention the mayonnaise part didn’t I? Well, that right there makes it the best. Your choice.

Anyway, I heard a lyric the other day that said, “Nothing to stop this from being the best day ever/Nothing to keep us from where we should be”  I really like that because there’s so much truth to it. We can’t let anything get us down. Yes, we’re going to have some rough times. Go through some funks, but it comes down to one thing and that’s us choosing joy over anything else. It should be easier for us to do that. Think about it. We have our personal Savior in our hearts. What’s more joyful than that?

Some people though haven’t made that invitation. Hard to imagine why sometimes. It’s like believing that everything came from nothing. Which makes no sense to me. So girls, we need to – both you and all of us up here – spend some time saying prayers for people that may not know their heavenly father. Or a prayer that helps them remember that life is simply better when we acknowledge Him.

I have to say, we are mightily and thoroughly impressed girls. When we lowered ourselves into your yard last night, the lights from our aircraft lit up your yard and deck. Wow! You did an amazing job raking all those leaves. And the fact that you did it by yourselves AND weren’t asked to do it makes it even more wonderful. You also did a great job serving the church by helping your mom prepare for her event tomorrow. And Sophie, so glad you went around and restocked the toilet paper in all the bathrooms. Trust me, some of us are extremely thankful for that. Mental note: Don’t ever eat a whole bunch of sugar free jellybeans right before a long journey. Better yet, don’t ever eat them. Ever!

It made us smile that you put a lot of effort into making it the best day ever. You should be able to lay your heads down on your pillows tonight and feel very proud.

Things are hectic up here, but we’re getting a lot done and are actually ahead of schedule. Well, we were ahead of schedule until Santa started his traditional snowball fight. Santa is a big guy, but boy can that jolly man run like the wind when faced with 3,000 snowballs staring him down ready to whack him the face. Right on those rosy cheeks. He’s a good sport though. He knows it’s a losing battle, but yet every year he makes the challenge and every year we elves gladly accept. A rule of thumb though, never hit Mrs. Claus with a snowball. If you do she won’t poison your cookies and she won’t jump out and scare you, but she will toss her most amazing snowball curveball right at you. And let me tell you she never misses. Never. Your face will hurt for a week. So I’ve heard. You know a friend of mine was hit once. Not me. I would never throw a snowball at the missus. Well, not after the nurse elf told me if I got hit one more in the face it would be permanently dented.

We all have fun up here. Lots of love and kindness. It takes work though. It also takes family-wide dedication. Everybody has to do their part in bringing harmony and peace to the household. Remember, people will know we are Christians by our love. Something to think about. Simple yet very powerful.

We love you girls! And thank you for the notes Sophie. You are all quite welcome. It’s a joy coming here. You girls are so blessed.

Love (Your super-duper elves),

Elf Valelf, Javert and Hoppy Hippy Pippy Poppy

P.S. Sophie, what are you so stressed about that you want stress balls so badly? Those big sisters buggin’ you? Can’t you just squeeze a roll of toilet paper or something? Just teasing J I know they’re fun whether you’re stressed or not. We will do our best, but we can’t promise.

P.P.S. Hope you like your gifts. I told you we’re all the same size ;)

Saturday, December 2, 2017

North Pole Letters: December 2, 2017

December 2, 2017 (23 Days before Christmas)

Good morning, Sunshines!

What a wonderful day it’s going to be! It’s so important to wake up with a positive attitude. And why not? I say if you’re blessed with a new day make the best of it.

I must say, we are very impressed with how you girls have such a great attitude about school. Sophie? I know you have had some rough mornings, but you have had such a wonderful week. Keep it up! Bailey and Madison? The two of you have never been anything but positive about school. Way to go! We are so proud! I know we say that a lot, but it’s just so true. Santa says he is proud of us every day…even when we accidentally put the wrong parts in the toys causing major catastrophe throughout the Elf Kingdom of the North Pole. Don’t believe me? Just hope you don’t get a tooting Fingerling.

Santa told us he was proud of us that day, but I don’t think it was easy for him. Mrs. Claus – so we hear – had to bribe him with 19 dozen cookies. It’s okay though. We all mess up. We’re all about grace and mercy up here at The Pole. Besides, Santa bought all three thousand of us a little gift for our hard work. Yep! You guessed it. Tooting Fingerlings.

It wasn’t until after we opened them that we realized they weren’t just tooting toys that made you laugh, but that the toots actually smell. Boy oh boy! Somebody really messed up the wiring on those things.

Anyway…getting a little off track.

So, what do you think you girls could do to make the best of today? Rake someone’s yard? How about do some chores without being asked? Or maybe sit down together and watch some Christmas movies? You could even dedicate some time for writing in your journal. Whatever you decide to do, do it with a gracious and thankful heart. Just be thankful for everything around you.

Home is a special place, but it’s not perfect. It will never be perfect. We don’t always get what you want. Sometimes you get what you don’t need. Other times you don’t realize you need something you don’t want, but you already have.

Okay, are you confused? I certainly am. My point is, while everybody makes poor choices the love your mom and have for you is perfect because they love you and they will always, always, always love you no matter what. Just like Jesus. Just like you are important part of your family at home, you are even more of an important part of God’s creation. So whatever you decide to do today know that. Know that no matter what choices you make, your heavenly father loves and adores you.

Madison, you are special, amazing and beautiful.
Bailey, you are special, amazing and beautiful.
Sophie…I mean Sophia, you are special, amazing and beautiful.

Now don’t let anyone ever tell you the three of you don’t have anything in common. J

Merry Christmas, girls! We love you!

Your Elves,

Snickety, Halo and Henry Jones