A bit much? Yeah - but fun for me and I have different people who follow
the shenanigans of Skeleton & Elf on different sites.
I've decided that they really do have their own way of showing some Christmas Spirit . . . because no matter what Skeleton dishes out . . . no matter what he does . . . that little Christmas Elf just keeps on smiling. There is no getting rid of his Joy . . . and he remains happy and enjoys the holiday season - every day of it. So . . . when you find yourself tired and cranky and maybe a little stressed from shopping or whatever else the holidays have you doing . . . just remember Elf.
Remember to smile, be patient and kind to everyone you encounter, be filled with JOY . . .
Believe in the MAGIC and be filled with Christmas Spirit!
If you just can't figure how to do that . . . then work at it! Put on some Christmas music, sing along, attend a children's holiday performance, watch your favorite holiday movie, help someone less fortunate than you, drink some eggnog, smile . . . better yet laugh, bake some cookies, eat some cookies, wear a Santa hat, have your picture taken with Santa, take a small child to look at Christmas lights and watch their excitement . . . then get that excited yourself. Most of all . . . remember why we celebrate this season!
Yes . . . my little elf is actually getting wet - because it isn't my little elf. The little Christmas Elf that belonged to my mom means a lot to me. And I was worried with all of my skeleton and elf Shenanigans that he was getting a little worn . . . or that something might happen to him. So I found one just like him on ETSY. I will still be careful with this one . . . but my original little elf now sits safely on a shelf watching the "stunt double" put up with the skeleton.
So this new little knee hugging elf traveled from Florida to our house in California. His hair is a little more red, he is a little thinner than the elf I had . . . but he makes a perfect stand in.
I love these little guys!
I found a couple other vintage elves on ETSY that are making there way across country this week. I think I may have a new collection starting. I believe these were made in the 50's and 60's . . . and were tree ornaments. I have to ask my mom if she remembers what she paid for this little guy 50 years ago . . . much less than I am paying now I'm sure.
Grandpa came home with some Christmas ornaments for Charlotte to paint.
She takes her painting very seriously . . . (that is until she starts mixing colors.)
Then it is all about the mixing rather than the painting. But she did get the ornaments painted and insisted that they stay on the tree at our house.
I recently split up the ornaments that we had on the tree when my kids were growing up . . . giving each of the boys the ornaments that were theirs and that I though they would like. so I guess it is time to start a new collection.
This makes me think that I need to do some real Christmas baking. Charlotte and I may have to start that this weekend! I am going in so many directions these days . . . I think it is time that I force myself to slow down, regroup, and do some things that I like to do!