This was originally posted on my now very neglected blog at the beginning of December, 2008. Josh was 5. Since the tradition continues today, I’ve decided to share it with you. Please note… Indy, our black cat, is mentioned. About six months after this was written, Indy went to wait for us at Rainbow Bridge. But the sentence is still valid, because Hobbes has arrived to take over where Indy left off…
Criminy. December already. But ok, I’m off to a running start. I blew it a little yesterday, because I didn’t get the Advent Calendar up…
But I fixed that today, with a little help from a friend. Meet Twinkle:
Twinkle is a very special Elf. He’s one of Santa’s Travelers. You see, with so many kids around, Santa sometimes has trouble keeping track of them all, so he sends Travelling Elves out to watch over some of the better kids – you know, the ones who don’t need direct Santa-Supervision at all times. Each Travelling Elf is assigned to one special child, and he (or she, Santa doesn’t discriminate) arrives at that child’s house on December First, and stays until Christmas. Each night, the Elf – Twinkle, in our case – leaves a note on Josh’s Christmas Ribbon:
And before bed, Josh opens the note for that day, reads it, and follows the clue. Sometimes the note leads to a gift or a treat, and other times the note leads to yet another note… which then leads to the prize. Sometimes the prizes are big, sometimes they’re small. And sometimes they’re chocolate!
After Josh goes to bed, Twinkle leaves, returning to the North Pole to give Santa a full update on Josh, and then returns in the wee hours, so he’s here when Josh wakes in the morning. And he’s always in a different place, so Josh has to find him. Always up high, too, so Indy can’t get him, because everyone knows how much cats LOVE to stalk and pounce on unsuspecting elves. And a half-eaten Twinkle would definitely earn this house a basketful of coal.
It’s wonderful fun.
Twinkle arrived today, announcing his arrival with a scroll in the mailbox.
Josh was beside himself. He opened the scroll and read the first two paragraphs, and then the excitement got the best of him. So I finished reading it to him – and he scampered off my lap and went in search of Twinkle. He eventually found him perched atop the microwave in the kitchen.
I can’t wait to see where he hid the first prize!