It's starting to feel a lot like Christmas. Surprisingly, there's no
snow on the ground, which I'm actually kinda sad about this year. It
would really help hide the fact that we have a pretty poorly decorated
house. Apparently, the three strands of Christmas lights which so fully
light our condo porch look pretty sad on a house. Sorry neighbors--our
plan is to buy a bunch of Christmas stuff on the 26th when it goes 50%
off.
But, lack of Christmas lights or otherwise, we are
getting in the Christmas spirit around here. The inside of our house
has our tree, and a new little visitor. His name is Legolas
(because yes, we are awesome like that), and he's Santa's nark...er,
helper. He came to visit this year and reports back to Santa each night
about all the good, or not-so-good, things my kids do each day. And,
since you wouldn't expect anything less from a person who eats from the
four major food groups each day (candy, candy canes, candy corn, and
syrup), he also gets into some mischief. His first night here, he missed
the snow so much that he made snow angels in (what else?) sugar!
Not
terribly mischievous, except for the fact that I didn't clean it up
right away and D decided to play as well, thereby getting sugar all
over my floor. Unfortunately, D also touched Legolas to move him
off the oven, and that's a big no-no. Elf magic can't be tainted by
human hands, so Legolas only had enough magic to get back to Santa the
next night, and had to "lay over" a day in the North Pole and get his
magic recharged. He loved his overnight stay in my luxurious sock
drawer, with a view of nothing.
The
next night he came back--he couldn't miss the BYU basketball game! Not
only is Legolas an orc-butt-kicker, but he also supports the Cougars!
Tonight,
Legolas has decided he liked spending the day way out of reach, so he
caught an updraft and has a birdsnest perch in a chandelier. He'll be
fine--he brought along a snack.
B1
and I are having fun with Legolas. It's worked well on B2--he keeps
reminding D that the elf is watching, so they better be good or
Santa will give them coal. D doesn't quite get it. He can't seem to
understand why it's funny when the elf gets into things, but when he
does he gets time out.
I love Christmas! One of these days we'll start buying real trees again, but until then this one does nicely.
