February 13, 2009
One day last December, my boys came home from church with a tongue depressor named Mr. Elf. The note attached to Mr. Elf instructed his guardian to do something nice for someone else and afterward, to leave Mr. Elf in location where the act of service was performed. The idea was that the recipient of the kind deed would pass Mr. Elf on to someone else in the family and so on.
Mr. Elf never made it out of his envelope around the holidays. I forgot all about the happy helper until Monday, when I found him alone and crying in the bottom of my junk drawer.
With the help of a red magic marker, Mr. Elf became Mr. Cupid.
Camber picked the longest straw and thus, earned the privilege of being Mr. Cupid's first steward. On Tuesday morning, she made Cortlen's bed and left Mr. Cupid on her brother's pillow.
Where it has remained for 4 days.
Happy Valentine's Day! Here's hoping Mr. Cupid has better helpers at your house!!!