Showing posts with label traditions. Show all posts
Showing posts with label traditions. Show all posts

Thursday, December 24, 2015

The Pajama Fairy

Fifi is screaming, "THE PAJAMA FAIRY WAS HERE!!!!" She's running down the stairs screaming to everyone, "GO CHECK YOUR BED!" Jaguar is wide-eyed, open-mouthed, leaning out of his bedroom door, excitedly telling me, "Majaba Bairy!" Lolly is squealing.


I began telling the story of Penelope the Pajama Fairy for about six years now. I came up with the idea after hearing a radio program about unique family Christmas traditions. One woman said when she was a child, her mother would clean all the sheets and make all the beds and give every child a new pair of pajamas on Christmas Eve, to wake up on Christmas morning with a clean start. My wee girls were super into fairies at the time, and thus the Pajama Fairy was born.


Every year, at some point on Christmas Eve when the kids are out, Penelope, the fallen tooth fairy, stops by with clean sheets (sometimes they are even brand new) and a new pair of pajamas for everyone to wear on Christmas Eve night. She makes the beds and lays the new pjs out for the kids to discover when they get home.


In the McFarlane house, the Pajama Fairy is a big deal. She might even be a bigger deal than Santa.

Fifi has been begging me to write the story down for a couple of years now. So this year, I did. Maybe one day I'll find an illustrator and eventually put the story in print.  It's still in draft form, but for now, enjoy a little McFarlane family tradition and feel free to adopt it and make it your own!

Everyone yell, "PAJAMA FAIRY!"



The Pajama Fairy

***

Penelope is sad.
She is a sad fairy.
Penelope is a tooth fairy. Or was.
She is sad, because she is not a tooth fairy anymore.

The thing is, she was not very good at being a tooth fairy.
For one, she was always getting lost. 
One time the address on the Tooth Pick-Up List said 201 North Walnut Street.
Penelope got mixed up and went to 201 South Walnut Street.
Instead of collecting Jonah Rodriguez’s bottom front incisor, she returned to Toothtown, Fairyopia with grumpy old Mr Pollock’s false teeth that were soaking in a jar next to his bed. She thought she’d won the jackpot with all those teeth!
Luckily for Jonah, his grandma discovered the tooth still under his pillow the next morning and replaced it with a coin of her own. She was unhappy with the tooth fairy though.
Unluckily for Penelope, the Toothtown’s legal council, Molar, Molar & Smith, had to settle the case in court when Mr Pollock sued over his “stolen” teeth.

Another thing is she was always running late.
Once she was a whole day late. Eden Martin woke up the next morning expecting a coin under her pillow and found her tooth still there. She cried all day and stopped believing in tooth fairies at once.
Penelope got in BIG trouble for that one.

Finally, she is always counting money wrong.
The worst time was when Penelope accidentally gave Elizabeth McDonald two coins and had no money left for Ollie Baker.
She left Ollie an acorn instead with a note explaining the mix up. Ollie decided tooth fairies were not worth the trouble and told his whole kindergarten class to stop leaving  teeth under pillows. That unbalanced the entire National Tooth & Trust’s fiscal year budget.
And this is why the Board of Directors finally fired Penelope.

And this is why Penelope is sad.

You see, the reason Penelope is always getting lost and running late and losing money is because Penelope’s true calling is not collecting teeth.  Penelope’s real talent is fashion design. Pajama fashion, to be exact.

When Penelope should be checking the daily Lost Tooth Alert System  for collection assignments

or studying the maps of neighborhoods (to make sure she stops at the RIGHT houses)

or learning how to count out the correct value of coins per tooth in math class

Penelope is doodling frilly nightgowns or practicing new stitches or calculating how many yards of fabric it takes to make a pajama set.  Despite her mistakes in counting coins, she is very good at counting inches and centimeters.

Penelope was not a good tooth fairy.
But she is good at other things.

It’s also worth noting that Penelope is not sad because she got fired.
Penelope is sad, because she loves the children.  Penelope has a good heart.
When she thinks of Eden and Jonah and Ollie and Elizabeth, a tear slips down her cheek. She will never see them again.

Or will she?

Penelope has an idea!

Penelope quickly starts to sew.
She knows that Eden loves spaceships, and Ollie loves cats.
She knows Jonah’s favorite color is purple, and Elizabeth likes polka dots.
She knows which children like fleece and which ones like satin. 
She knows who prefers nightgowns, and who likes pajamas with feet.

Lovingly, Penelope designs and sews each of the children a very special, unique pair of pajamas.

It takes her all year to get everything just right.

Finally, it is Christmas Eve.  Penelope is ready. She gets special permission from the Fairy Transport Office to view the neighborhood maps again. She wants to make sure she goes to all the right houses.

While Eden is shopping with her mother for last minute gifts, Penelope slips through the window to deliver the spaceship nightgown.

While Jonah is having Christmas Eve lunch with his grandma, Penelope lays a new pair of purple fleece pajamas on his bed. (She even made the bed for him.)

While Ollie is driving around looking at Christmas lights with his family, Penelope drapes the cat footsie pajamas over his desk chair.

While Elizabeth is in the kitchen peeling potatoes with her dad, Penelope folds the polka-dotted satin pajamas on top of the laundry pile.

With each pair of pajamas, Penelope also leaves a note apologizing for all the tooth mistakes of the past.

Penelope flies back to Toothtown, Fairyopia, and waits.

The children are all so surprised! They each read the notes as they put on their new pajamas.
Penelope’s heart beats fast and a smile spreads across her face as

Eden starts believing in fairies again.
Jonah’s grandma forgives the tooth fairy.
Elizabeth placed her extra coin under her pillow with a note that said “RETERN TO SENDER”.
Ollie promises to tell all the kids in his class to trust tooth fairies again AND to start believing in “Pajama Fairies” too.

Now Penelope has children all over the world who believe in her.
She spends all year making pajamas and delivers each pair on Christmas Eve.

Penelope has found her true calling.
Penelope is happy!
She is a happy fairy!
Penelope is not a tooth fairy anymore, but this is okay.
Penelope is now who she was always meant to be.

A pajama fairy!













Tuesday, December 01, 2015

DeBloAdMo 2015

It's the first day of December which means:

- The first day of DeBloAdMo
- The first day of our Advent Activity Calendar
- The first day of Banoffee Pie (our Elf on the Shelf)


First -  DeBloAdMo: The challenge to blog every day of Advent (December Blog Advent Month). Considering how poorly I performed in NaBloPoMo, don't expect much out of this. But consider blogging December with me as we count down the days to Christmas! Let's even give it a bloody hashtag: #DeBloAdMo

You may choose to write something thoughtful about the holiday season, the advent of Christ's birth, or just post goofy pictures of your elf. (Hands up.) Whatever you do, it's a great way to keep blogging all month long, taking a little bit of time for yourself for reflection or silliness.


Second - Our Advent Calendar List (feel free to borrow/steal any of these ideas for your family advent calendar!)

1. Send letters to Santa.
2. Call Santa (free hotline: 951-262-3062)
3. Check email for message from Santa. (www.portablenorthpole.com)
4. Stay up late and watch a Christmas movie.
5. Drive to Sherwood Forest to look at Christmas lights.
6. Make gingerbread men for the Christmas tree.
7. Film a Christmas video for Granny and Grampa.
8. Have a picnic in pajamas on the floor.
9. Choose toys to donate to charity. 
10. Hang Christmas lights in bedrooms.
11. Lolly’s Sleepover birthday party!
12. Eat dinner by candlelight.
13. Christmas breakfast with friends.
14. Go out to eat with family for Lolly’s birthday.
15. Wrap presents to put under the tree.
16. Go to Lucie’s Place Grand Opening to show our support.
17. Make a cake for Daddy’s birthday. 
18. Go on a family adventure trip to Fayetteville and see lights on the Square!
19. See new Stars Wars movie.
20. Drink hot chocolate with marshmallows. 
21. Eat Christmas pancakes for dinner.
22. Cut out snowflakes and hang them.
23. Call cousins in Texas and Scotland to say Merry Christmas. 
24. Go to a carol service, then put out snacks and reindeer food for Santa’s sleigh team!!


Third - Banoffee Pie has arrived from the North Pole!


Looks like he took a flight this year instead of driving. He must be feeling flush. We are all very excited to see what shenanigans he gets up to this year. (And by we I mean the kids. Me? I just feel tired.)

Happy Advent!



Sunday, July 19, 2015

Dinosaur Splash! Jaguar Turns Three-osaurus

I wish I could've had the time to write some beautiful, meaningful, heart-wrenching words regarding my youngest child turning three last weekend, but with my new job and trying to throw a birthday party with next to no planning, I just didn't have the time or the energy. I also just can't face it. If we were still in Scotland right now, this little boy would be starting Gaelic nursery next month. (Never mind the child is only just starting to speak English! Speech therapy has been awesome.) To think that this baby...



... is now this kid...



... is pretty much incomprehensible. Where did those years go? He has had one busy life in his eensy weensy three years. 

So last Saturday was his birthday, and we wanted to indulge his obsession with dinosaurs while also keeping the children from dying of July heat exhaustion, so we put on a Dinosaur Splash party for him.

My amazing friends Victoria and Brian lent us use of their incredibly awesome inflatable water slide, which seriously made the party. We had paddling pools too, but only the babies were interested in those. Everyone else went bonkers for the water slide.



We tried to make it as dinosaur themed as possible. Starting with the invitations I never sent out.




(These are actually purple, not blue. Jaguar was adamant that he was having a "puhple didor" party. It had to be PURPLE or else.)

We may have never sent the invites out, but we did at least manage to make him a purple dinosaur cake. Thank you, Pinterest!



Even the inside was purple. Jaguar freaking LOVED it.

I also made a few dirt cakes with plastic dinosaurs stomping about in them. The plastic dinosaurs may or may not have been food safe, but just shhh. We don't need to talk about that.



And I even went so far as to order a dinosaur piñata. Which of course the kids had enormous fun bashing to death. Sadly it wasn't puhple, but the Boy didn't notice.


(The best part about this piñata was how the candy flew out of it's mouth when you hit it. Even I sort of squealed the glee the first time a Tootsie roll projectile vomited out of its mouth.)

I found some cute dinosaur cups on Amazon too, which I filled with dino tattoos, stampers, candy, and more probably-not-food-safe-but-whatever mini dinosaurs. I didn't get a picture of these though, because I almost forgot to even hand them out. They never made it out of the house into the backyard, actually. I hope everyone took one home anyway. If you didn't, I still have a whole box of them in my kitchen.

Can you guess which was Jaguar's favorite?

So, despite lacking my usual over-preparedness, the party was still a smash - or shall I say a "splash"? Everyone had fun celebrating my little boyosaurus's third birthday.

Fifi apparently needed goggles.




So did Lolly.













Thanks to everyone who came over to celebrate Jaguar turning three and for making his dinosaur party a hit.  We love you!

A very happy birthday boy. He slept great that night
amongst a huge pile of new plastic dinosaurs.

Monday, December 29, 2014

Elf Returns to the (Back Cupboard) Shelf

Our last days of Banoffee Pie. Incidentally, Jaguar's newest word: Pie.

Day 23
Banoffee got out his dry erase marker and gave everyone red Rudolph noses all along the hall.





Day 24
Christmas Eve. The plan was to have pancakes premade in the shape of snowflakes (my mom got me a snowflake iron skillet), but I had come down with a stomach virus, so Scott - I mean Banoffee - set out the ingredients for pancakes to be made in the morning, which Scott did because he is the Pancake King.



Day 25
Christmas! Banoffee got a present from Santa.



Day 26
Banoffee, sporting his new shirt from Santa, packs to leave. (However, he is actually still on the shelf because I keep forgetting to pack him away. The kids think this is hilarious that he won't leave.)


He'll go eventually, when I get around to it. The rest of the christmas decorations are down and put away, except the Christmas wreaths and Banoffee. Maybe today. Luckily, neither of my daughters actually believe Banoffee is real, so there is no magic being lost. And the elf is proving to be a helpful potty-training device; Baby Jaguar is much more likely to sit on the potty if I let him hold "Pie" in his lap while he goes.

Poor elf.

Tuesday, December 16, 2014

DeBloAdMo and Elf Somewhat Weekly Update

I have failed DeBloAdMo this year (December Blog Advent Month). Mostly because I have failed advent this year. Half of the things the children have pulled out of the advent calendar have gone undone. But we've visited a lot of Santas!

Town Christmas Festival Santa:


Pampered Chef Christmas Party Santa (and Mrs Claus):






Elementary School "Game Night with Santa" Santa:





And we saw some pretty lights at the drive-through lights display.



Banoffee Pie has been hanging around a lot too. I have now forgotten about him three times... Mum of the Year. Fortunately, Fifi always comes to the rescue. Yesterday morning, she saved my bum by having Banoffee knocked over by an avalanche of lemons. Sadly, I never got to see this before Daddy cleaned it up (it was my lie-in day). I'll have to ask her to recreate the scene for a photo.

Besides that little slip, we have found Banoffee doing the following things:

Baking Cookies (Day 10):


Playing a Strange and Kind Of Disturbing Game of Hide-And-Seek - Care of Fifi (Day 11):


Baking Again (Day 12):


Making Chalk Announcements About Birthday Parties - A post for tomorrow perhaps? (Day 13):


Reading the Sunday Paper (Day 15):


And Stealing the Last Powdered Donut - Luckily there's another bag! (Day 16 - tomorrow):