Entries in magical place (3)

Thursday
Dec022010

danny returns

It's December! Time to celebrate the anticipated return of Danny, our house guest from the North Pole.

Appointed by Santa to live in our house until the Eve, Danny watches us. He knows when we're good or bad and he reports back to Santa every few nights. He appears in different places, perched throughout our home, and keeps us on our toes as we mind our manners and guess his next furtive move.

Because our house is a magical place, we leave notes and sweets for Danny before bedtime. In the morning, we find drawings, thank you notes, and even letters from Santa praising our good behavior or keeping us in check.

Danny knows everything.

The boys can't touch him, for fear of ridding his magic. But Danny is sneaky. He finds ways to show us his love.

You simply can't believe how powerful his elfin magic really is. He puts a spell on us and gloriously, we wake up in the morning cheerfully, brush our teeth effortlessly, and share our toys willingly.

At least for the month of December.

 

Friday
Oct152010

tooth fairy

Our house is a magical place.

In the wee hours of the morning, the tooth fairy visits to claim her treasure.

For our magical visitors we leave notes in the hopes that they will answer.

This one did.

She left a letter, a silver coin...

...and fairy dust galore.

 

Thursday
Mar112010

magical place

Our house is a magical place.

At night as we lay deep in slumber, things come to life and our house becomes a playground. In the morning, it's not unusual to discover cookie crumbs and spilt milk. To learn that our ceramic dart frog shifted from its usual spot. To realize that our Ugly Dolls had separated where they'd once huddled in a hump. Once in a while, we write secret letters and roll them up tight, bound and left for their eyes only. In turn, they reply with colorful pictures and folded love notes, leaving in their wake a mess of scraps for us to clean.

In kindergarten, we learn the difference between fiction and non-fiction, between what's real and what's pretend. In our house, Willy Wonka's factory is a few hours away and Wilbur really does talk. Danny, the Elf (on a shelf), visits from Santa's workshop and Dracula rings from Transylvania to chat.

I supposed I could teach him the difference, to prepare him for the world. But our house is a magical place. And I just want him to be a kid for a little while longer.