Different people eat different things at Christmas. It is part of what makes Christmas special for them. In Norway, Christmas would not be Christmas without a special fish dish called “lutefisk”. You say it “loo-ta-fisk”.
You’ve been elfed! The elves started doing something fun at the North Pole. They call it “X.M.A.S.”. “X.M.A.S.” is not the same as “Xmas”. That is something else. 🙂 The fun thing the elves do is all about the Christmas Spirit. It is about the joy of giving.
Would you like to learn about the elves‘ game? Continue reading “You’ve been elfed! Read about the elves’ fun X.M.A.S. game”
Every night, before bed, I go to the reindeer barn. Every night I read the reindeer all the great messages and emails you write us. It is their Christmas bedtime stories and it is something we do every night now! Even the elves come to listen.
Yes, the elves and reindeer are nestled snug in their beds, while bed time stories about your day are read! Continue reading “Christmas Bedtime Stories for children and elves and reindeer”
The big day is almost here. I can tell you the reindeer, elves and I are even more excited than you are. My elves and I really enjoy the challenge. Truthfully when you have love and Christmas magic on your side you can do almost anything. Like getting just the right gift for someone.
Here’s the thing kids, I could use your help. Sure, my team and I are really good at picking out presents for good boys and girls. We have that knack for always coming up with the right gift for the right kid. Continue reading “The right gift for Mrs. Claus”
I’m already getting ready for the big night. You know the one, the night when my reindeer and I take flight and fly all over the world! It’s a long trip! But it’s a fun trip. After all I like bringing joy to all the girls and boys. Especially when I see a plate with a little note that says Cookies for Santa.
Of course I love eating the cookies they leave. Let me be clear I love all kinds of cookies: chocolate chip, peanut butter, butter cookies, frosted cookies, butterscotch cookies, oat meal cookies, raisin cookies, fortune cookies. You name’em I eat’em. (Then I wash them down with some nice refreshing milk.) Yum. Continue reading “Cookies for Santa”