I thought it would be fun to recap some of our holiday during December starting with James's Elf Party.
Years ago when James was in Kindergarten, he was invited to attend the Kindergarten Elf Party which involves dressing as an elf and eating snacks in elf-size portions. The morning of the party dawned, but he was unable to go. Instead I spent the day at the Emergency Room dealing with a medical emergency. It was such a difficult day during which I wasn't well enough to call anyone to ask them to take James to school. Had it not been an emergency I would have because for all those years afterwards he has talked about how sad he had been to miss it. In fact, he even knelt in prayer that morning to ask that Heavenly Father would send someone to take him to the party. I have been devastated as well that he missed out on something so important to him. And I was also sad that he learned the lesson that not every prayer we utter is answered in a "yes."
So this year his "Elf on the Shelf" Norman decided it was high time to remedy the situation. So invitations were sent to several of his school and neighborhood friends. And the party was on like Donkey Kong.
Norman set the table while James was at school:
Then all the boys spent a good hour playing in the snow:
Then they sugared up on treats, and we promptly sent them home for their parents to deal with (nice of me, right?).
I think this helped to heal both James' and my heart for something that has really never left our minds. I felt prompted to do it, and it turned out beautifully so I'm grateful that the Lord would help me recognize an opportunity for James to have a special day.
Christmas was lovely. I've been threatened not to show any of our Christmas morning photos on the internet (that's what comes of a teenage daughter with a Facebook account). But we were very happy with what we received and our time with family. I was excited to receive this We R' Memory Keepers Washi Tape Dispenser (I think I need a second one):
And I also received a stamping ink turntable storage unit, which I'm so loving and feeling pressured to fill (hint, hint hubster):
Happy New Year!