I Believe

So behind on blogging but had to record this:

Today, I went next door to Shan's to borrow something and by the time Korwyn and I returned "Mr. Creator" (Cole) was hard at work painting some sticks from the yard with blue paint poured in my best Tupperware lid. He was preparing to glue them into a wooden airplane after the paint dried. I quickly changed out his palette and saved the lid was permanently blue and then joined him to work on a teacher gift.

As we painted together he quietly stated, "Mom, I would make a great elf."  And I said, "You already are a great elf, buddy." (We have been talking about how much giving and wrapping and decorating he has been doing this year.) He replied, "Mom, I am serious. I mean when I grow up...an elf at the North Pole."  There was nothing left for me to say but, "O.K."  I wanted to ask how often parents of elves were allowed to visit but I restrained my mouth and kept focused on my own task.  There we were in the breezeway side by side "elfing" away.

Now this would be cute from any child who stated it but his matter-of-factness and "maturity" about the whole thing was priceless. You see, they have both asked us and they know the truth about St. Nicholas but they  seem to have hearts to give (especially Cole right now) and I have to say I believe him.  I know that Cole will never be an "elf" at the North Pole but I believe in the probability of him "elfing"in life and serving people in a very profound way.