We recently welcomed a visitor to our home: Erica, the Christmas Elf. Along with her came a note explaining that Santa Clause has sent her to check up on us and to make sure that we are being good. Every morning she is in a new place in our apartment but when people are around she has to hold very still, as said note explains.
This type of things is not unheard of. My sister in Dallas as well as my sister in Pittsburgh each have Christmas elves watching them as well. For those of you who don't know my mother, there is a reason we call her Mother Christmas.
Raised in a small South Dakota mining town where he learned the value of a sturdy pickaxe and native tubers, Scott is a man's man who knows the meaning of the word testosterone. Apart from devouring freshly slain beasts of the forest, Scott enjoys sharpening his tools, lifting heavy objects, and throwing a ball at a hoop suspended ten feet off of the ground. He also enjoys Romantic Era poetry and Italian cooking.
5 comments:
Very cute! I love the cute Christmas traditions your family has.
I think it's awesome how much your family loves Christmas! I can't wait to start fun traditions with my kids. By the way... can Eve get any cuter??
What a great name for a Christmas elf.
hey-- just found your blog! Did you ever get pictures we took of your little one? foreverfife.blogspot.com
Yes we did. Thanks, they were beautiful. How did you find our blog by the way?
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