I could see that Clumsy the Elf was sad. Do you remember all the times he has tried to help bake Christmas cookies? I watched him from my window. He was walking through the Christmas tree forest. His head was hanging down low. He had a frown on his face. He kicked the snow as he walked. I felt sad too. When one of my elves are sad it makes me very sad too.
Suddenly, he stopped. He picked up his head. He jumped up and down on the spot. He danced a little elf dance. He strutted straight towards the kitchen with a smile on his face.
I talked with Clumsy later. He told me this was the moment he chose to never give up. He chose to bake Christmas cookies that were yummy, no matter what!
I think you know that the elves at the North Pole are very creative and artistic. They all love to paint and build. So, I decided to try a little Santa painting as a hobby. I didn’t think it could be that hard. After all, the elves are always painting!