There is a Magic Christmas Closet in our vacation house. Sunday night Uncle Brad entered the magic closet and Derek, Nash, Dylan and Scarlett held hands and chanted the magic words:
Dasher, Rudolph, Prancer, too
To Santa's workshop with me and you.
Then we counted: 1 candy cane, 2 candy cane...to 20 candy cane, and sang a chorus of Jingle Bells.
Suddenly Brad dropped back into the Magic Christmas Closet dressed as an elf. He jumped out dancing about and the kids scattered. Somehow he had magically traveled to the North Pole and had returned with a message from Santa and a Christmas story.
The kids opened the present and Elf Brad read the story of Max and Ruby to everyone.
Then it was time to send him back to the North Pole. We put him back in the Magic Christmas Closet, said the magic words and before we knew it we heard a thunk inside the closet. When we opened the door, there was Uncle Brad lying on the floor, no longer an elf.
Last night Uncle Al took the magical trip with the same result. Although Derek, Nash, and Dylan have shut each other in the Magic Closet many times, they can't seem to make it work. If wishes could come true, they would sure be at the North Pole right now. They wished and wished.
Stay tuned for pictures of future Elf Uncles.
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