A Gift To Mrs. Claus From A Precious Elf Child

A Handmade Treasure and a Cup of Cheer

This afternoon, my darlings, I simply must share a little joy that found its way to my kitchen door. As I was tidying up from lunch and pondering what treat to bake next (Santa keeps hinting about needing more cookies for “taste-testing”), I heard a gentle knock. When I opened the door, there stood young Bo—the most earnest young elf from our North Pole art class, clutching something behind his back and nearly bursting with excitement.

Bo’s father, Beauregard, bless his heart, named him “Bo” in the hopes he’d one day take up the family tradition in the Bow Department, tying bows for gifts as his family has done for generations. But Santa, ever the gentle observer, has noticed Bo’s artistic flair. He’s encouraged Bo’s father to give this creative little soul some room to shine—sometimes our gifts from God are a little different than expected!

With shining eyes, Bo presented me with this ornament—handcrafted in elf art class, painted so carefully with a hedgehog by a festive Christmas tree. My heart nearly burst! I see a future artist in Bo, perhaps even in the Ornament Department one day.

We celebrated with a plate of my chocolate chip cookies (recipe coming soon, I promise!) and steaming mugs of homemade cappuccino (that recipe too, but only if you promise not to tell Santa I slipped in a dash of cinnamon).

It was Bo’s joy and cheerfulness as he pressed the ornament into my hands that truly made my day. There was no hesitation, just pure delight in sharing his handiwork. Bo reminded me how God loves a cheerful giver (2 Corinthians 9:7)—it’s the spirit and joy behind a gift that makes it so special. And as I admired his creation, I thought how perfect it felt, just right for my tree. It brought to mind another favorite promise: “Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of lights…” (James 1:17). What a wonderful thing, to receive and give with open-hearted joy!

Cherishing each and every one of you, my darlings,
Mrs. Claus