Tonight before dinner, Marlena and I sat down with the littles to write some letters about how good we have all been this year. (I totally was.) Charlie wrote some of his himself, by copying letters I had written. My little genius.
(Marlena used baby Cullen's letter to ask for personal items, including, but not limited to, a pair of skinny jeans and the New Moon soundtrack...but I digress.);)
Cullen doesn't mind. :)
Mal just cannot decide, apparently...
SO...to determine if Santa will indeed be bringing any of this loot, is the elf. You may have heard of Elf on a Shelf. Ours appeared this weekend, via my awesome mom, and Hallmark. We let Charlie name him, and so the tradition of Indiana Jones' watchful eye was born. I think most people wait until Thanksgiving to break out the elfage, but...I can always use the extra eyes. ;)