Christmas Excitement

Today was Old McDonalds Day. Once a month, my daughter and son-in-law have a meeting at the school. Usually, we go to McDonalds about a block from the school and Zach and Chelsea eat, run back and forth between the table and the playland.

The last couple of times, I have gone over to their house and we sit and play games and hang out. I take dinner and it's just a chill session - as much as you can chill with a seven and five year old. This time Papa came with.

While there, I was told about the elf on the shelf. He apparently pops up a different place every day. He is watching and reports back to Santa. Apparently, you cannot touch him - if you do, he loses all his magic.

The wonder of children. To me, its what makes the holidays special.

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