Being a mom at Christmas time is possibly the greatest thing in the world.  The magic the kids see is so wonderful. We have an elf, Twinkle, who comes down from the North Pole to watch us and report each night to Santa. Each morning he is hidden in a new place and the girls run down every morning to find him. I love it all!
Tonight I told the girls to go get their pj's on and Mae cameout with a sweater on over her pj's. The sweater has a fur collar and around the wrists. I said, "oh, Mae I love your sweater. It is so Chriatmas-y." She looks at me, twirls and says, "I know. Santa will love it!"