imagination is one of our most precious assets.

Last winter I bought an Elf on the Shelf. But we didn't get it out. I didn't even read the book. So this year I was determined to see how my kids would react and if they would believe. We got a late start. It was about 10 days before Christmas and we were heading out the door to go pay a visit to Santa at the local fire hall. I ran inside quickly to get our elf and his book out to surprise the kids when we got home. I had told them that Santa is incredibly busy and they have been questionable in their behavior so it may be a good time to ask Santa to send an elf to our home...you know, as an extra set of eyes on my kids. The plan worked beautifully. We got home, they saw the elf immediately (although they touched him just as immediately, which we later found out ruins his magic). We read the book, they named him Louis Spark and we were in business. Day 1: Caden watched Louis throughout the day. He swears he moved his legs, even switched positions. The classic line: Mom, he had his legs crossed. How did he do that when I've been watching this whole time? At one point, Caden even hid behind a wall to peer over the side in an effort to catch Louis in the act of moving. Cali just kept repeating that she loves Louis... Day 2: Louis moved from the TV console table to the antique cabinet in the dining room. More excitement and watching took place. Careful examination, I should say. Day 3: He returned to our home and made a place for himself on the wine rack in the kitchen. Again, he moved when the kids weren't watching. They're pretty sure he has a taste for mom's Cabernet. Day 4: Louis snuck off and hid in the Christmas tree. They couldn't figure out how he was holding on but he stayed in there all day long. Day 5: Louis returned to the kitchen, this time he laid with his hands behind his head on top of the apples. He looked pretty cozy and the kids giggled when they saw him. Day 6: Louis was found the next morning hugging a framed picture of Caden and Cali. They were sure it was a sign that he loves them (and thinks they're pretty good kids.) Day 7: Louis didn't move very far. He got caught in the cupboard above the microwave. Caden and Cali were sure it was hurting his legs but he seemed not to mind too much. Day 8: Right before Christmas, Louis found our other Christmas tree and snuggled up in the branches. He must have been looking at all of our memorable ornaments! Day 9: On his last day at our home, Louis embraced the countdown snowman that sits in the living room. He wanted to be sure that the kids knew it was his last day until next year. They blew kisses, told him they love him and wished him a Merry Christmas before going to bed. I wish I could put into words the genuine love and full belief my children had in Louis the elf, as well as Santa. Their excitement is something I crave to experience one last time, and I am appreciative for the opportunity to see it glimmer in their eyes.