How on Earth are we already at the end of another holiday season? The month of December absolutely flew by this year, despite my desperate attempts to slow it down. Our Elf on the Shelf journey ended, as it always does, on Christmas Eve. That morning, Lily located Oboe sitting in her brother’s crib. As our family rules go, on Christmas Eve, Lily may touch Oboe without fear that he will lose his magic. You see, he needs his magic to fly back to the North Pole each night. OH! But on Christmas Eve he hitches a ride back up north with the jolly guy in red. No magic needed!
Lily had a grand old time parading Oboe all around the house that day. She talked to him like they were old chums (which, technically, I guess they are) and took him on a tour of every toy she has, every picture she has drawn, you get the idea.
By some amazing occurrence, my nieces’ elves, June and Carol, made a surprise appearance as the family gathered for dinner at our house that night. The elves appeared under our tree and brought the kids some floating lanterns (which unfortunately we could not launch that night due to crazy strong winds).
Goodbye, Oboe!
Thank you for another year – see you in ’14!