Return of the Elf

Oh boy oh boy! I've been waiting every day since Thanksgiving to see if Santa was going to send us an elf again this year. I was really starting to sweat it out when December 1st came and passed and still no elf! But luckily on Wednesday, there was a wrapped package on the porch. With a return address of THE NORTH POLE! I screamed with joy! Santa packed him in marshmallows, how silly! Let me tell you though, those North Pole marshmallows are to die for, so much better than the regular kind! So far, Buddy has been pretty well-behaved. He hid in my stocking, crawled into bed with me one night, and got into the candy dish the other night. We think he's maturing with age and getting into less mischief. Or perhaps, we're causing enough mischief around here for everyone. Zach is really, really getting on my nerves lately. I can't even breathe without him screaming, "Kackine do dat Mama!". He isn't even tattling as much as he is lying. Kackine make the mess, Kackine pinch me, Kackine not nice. He even accuses me of stuff while I am at school and couldn't possibly have done it! Oh well, guess that comes with having a little brother.

He has been very good in regards to the Advent Calendar. Every day after school, he patiently waits for me to get settled and we walk over to the calendar together, open the correct door and we each get a piece of candy. He doesn't sneak into it or anything. Mom and Dad took us to Toys R Us last night to look around -- talk about torture! My list of nothing turned into a list of excess -- probably not the best idea since Mom told me that Santa does not get you every single thing.

Dad finished up the corn this weekend, hooray! With Zach's help of course! Mom and I had a fun girl's night Friday. Gingerbread pancakes and shopping at Aldis. How exciting!

Have a great week.
Katherine