North Pole 2015
This year has been hard on so many levels and my heart is sore for many reasons, so the thought of a north pole breakfast seemed daunting to me. I truthfully didn't want to, and our child are not exactly their most behaved selves at the moment. But when we got back from Thanksgiving and the girls woke up Sunday to no breakfast; the questions started. "When would Santa send the elves?" "Did he forget?" "Have we been that bad?"
I explained that Santa was waiting to see if their normal helpful respectful selves would be coming back. Oh boy, did they ever! And the knowledge that our girls remembered the magic. That they needed to have a little magic right now, kicked my mama heart into gear. So this last Saturday a very exhausted elf woke super early to create a little much needed memory.