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Mischief Makers: Together Again

Glitter and Nim stared in disbelief at Lil. She was perched on the water filter, grinning at their shocked faces.

“Lil!” they said in unison.

“I don’t understand,” said Nim. “It’s the last night, how do you have time to stop here when there is so much to do?”

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Lil’s smile faded just a little.

“The girls have grown up and no longer need me to keep an eye on them,” Lil said wistfully.

Nim looked at her and thought of the day the boys would no longer need him to come for the season. He smiled sadly and tried not to cry.

“But,” said Glitter, noticing Nim and Lil’s melancholy. “You had a lot of fun with them while you could, right Lil?”

Lil nodded.

“And Nim, the boys still need us to keep an eye on them don’t they?”

Nim nodded too.

“Then let’s have fun on this last night of the season and enjoy these days while we still can!”

Lil and Nim shook off their doldrums and got to work.

But, as it turned out, they didn’t need to come up with anything. The boys, as they did the previous year, had left them a present as a thank you for all the fun they’d had this season.

Dear Nim and Glitter,

Thank you for another great December!

We’ve had so much fun waking up to find out what you had done each morning…even with the messes you made. 

We thought you might have fun making yourselves into Christmas trees, so we left green streamers, garland and paper ornaments out for you. We even dressed Leonard up as a tree!

Your friends,
Joe and Jake

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“Wow,” said Glitter. “I can’t believe they are giving this to us after all the messes we made.”

“Well,” said Nim. “We did make them laugh all season. And, we did remind them what Christmas is really about.”

The trio laughed as they took turns becoming a Christmas tree and even left some streamers so the boys could play in the morning.

“What are you doing next year Lil?” asked Nim once they were all satisfied with their costumes.

“Santa has already assigned me a new family,” Lil smiled.

“Wow! That was fast! How many kids are there?”

“Two boys,” said Lil.

“Just like here!” said Glitter.

“Yes,” said Lil. “Just exactly like here.”

Lil’s smile grew and grew as she watched Nim’s face.

Confusion clouded his eyes and then cleared as he realized what Lil meant.

“You…you are going to be here? With us?”

“Yep!”

Joy and excitement filled the room. They were all going to be together, the three of them planning mischievous fun for the boys.

“Oh, and there’s one more surprise,” said Lil when the laughter and celebration died down.

“What is it? asked Nim.

Glitter couldn’t imagine being any happier or more excited for the new year.

“Here boy!” Lil called.

A Saint Bernard came bounding out from behind the curtains.

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“Wow! A new friend!” squealed Nim.

“He’s so sweet and cuddly!” said Lil. “I hope the boys will give him a good name.”

“Now there are four of us!” said Nim.

Glitter looked down at the dog with a slight frown.

“Yes,” she mumbled. “Now there are four of us.”

Kindness Task
Be good and kind throughout the year.

Nim’s Joke
Knock, knock.
Who’s there?
Olive.
Olive, who?
Olive the other reindeer.

Elfie

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Mischief Makers: Wrapping Around the Christmas Tree

“And that’s it!” said Nim as he put a bow on the last present.

Glitter looked at all the presents under the tree. She and Nim had wrapped every present. They’d moved the “snow” that Nim had created to the front of the fireplace and they’d hung all the tiny little snowflakes that once covered the floor all over the walls.

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“Well, that didn’t take very long,” said Glitter. “Now we can just relax.”

When Nim didn’t answer, Glitter turned to look for him but he was nowhere in sight.

“Nim? Where did you go?”

“Aieeeeeeeeeeee!!!” Nim streamed into the living room with a bag of bows and strings of ribbon.

Far from being tired after all of the wrapping they’d done…and they’d done a lot…all of Nim’s energy had been stored up. He was ready to play.

He zoomed by Glitter, pelting her with bows.

He swirled around the room, throwing ribbon everywhere.

He bounced off couches and chairs, a roll of wrapping paper unraveling behind him.

He was out of control.

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Glitter galloped after him and hurtled over the couch, tackling him to the floor.

Nim couldn’t stop laughing.

He snorted.

Tears streamed down his face.

He was losing it.

“NIM!!!” barked Glitter. “Calm yourself this instant!”

The stern, no-nonsense voice quietened Nim immediately. He looked at Glitter contritely.

“I’m sorry,” he said. “I just sat still for so long concentrating on wrapping and listening to Christmas carols. The longer I sat, the more I got in the spirit.”

When she was certain he had calmed down, Glitter slowly backed away from Nim.

“I think it may have been that last song that really got you in the spirit,” said Glitter.

“Oh yes! Rockin’ Around the Christmas Tree is one of my favorites!” said Nim.

Glitter looked mournfully at the living room. Christmas paper was strewn everywhere. Ribbons covered tables, chairs…her.

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“We were supposed to be helping tonight!”

“We did!” said Nim. “Besides, we can get this picked up in a jiffy.”

“Beep-beep! Beep-beep! Beep-beep!” chimed an alarm clock.

“No,” said Glitter. “We can’t.”

“Oh well, at least all the presents are wrapped. Now all they will need to do is put the gift tags on them.”

“Wait,” said Glitter. “You didn’t write who the presents were to?”

“Well I certainly didn’t know who each present was for,” said Nim.

“Oh Nim!!!”

Kindness Task
Give free hugs.

Nim’s Joke
What do snowmen eat for breakfast?
Ice Krispies!

Elfie

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Mischief Makers: Let It Snow

Nim sat at the kitchen window looking out at the still, snowless night.

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“Oh the weather outside is frightful
But the fire is so delightful
And since we’ve no place to go
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow!”

“Nim,” said Glitter. “It’s not snowing. In fact, there is no sign of snow in the forecast.”

“Frosty the snowman was a jolly happy soul
With a corncob pipe and a button nose
And two eyes made out of coal.”

Nim,” said Glitter again. “It’s not snowing, there’s no sign of snow in the forecast and it looks like rain.”

“I’m dreaming of a white Christmas
Just like the ones I used to know
Where the treetops glisten and children listen
To hear sleigh bells in the snow.”

“Nim,” said Glitter. “IT’S NOT GOING TO SNOW!”

Nim stopped twirling, dancing and singing and looked at Glitter thoughtfully.

“Do you know what you need?”

Glitter sighed and shook her head.

“Hope.”

“Hope?”

“Yes. Hope,” said Nim. “Hope that it will snow on Christmas Day.”

“And if it doesn’t?”

“Well, we’ll just have to make our own.”

“How can we—Nim, where are you going?” Glitter called after Nim’s retreating back.

“To get snow!”

A few minutes later, Nim came out of the craft room with a box full of blue, white and sparkly foam snowflakes.

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“Now,” said Nim. “We are going to put these together and hang them all around the house.”

“I don’t know Nim,” said Glitter. “Those are a lot of snowflakes to clean up. Maybe we should–“.

“Did you or did you not say that we have been a good influence on each other when Lil stopped by last night?

“I did, but–“.

“Then please can we do this? Please? We won’t be making a big mess…we’ll be decorating,” Nim smiled, hugging a bag of fluffy white stuffing.

“Oh ok,” said Glitter. “It does sound like fun.”

They got to work glueing snowflakes together and stringing them up from light fixtures, windows, ceiling fans and doorways.

“We don’t have enough,” said Nim.

“There are plenty,” said Glitter.

“No. We need to make more,” he said grabbing a pair of scissors.

“Oh no. No, no, no Nim. I know you and I know what will happen if you start making paper snowflakes.”

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“It will be alright Glitter,” said Nim with a gleam in his eyes. “I’ll only  make a few.”

“We don’t have time for paper snowflakes anyway. The boys will be up soon,” said Glitter pointing an antler at the clock.

“Oh no! I need to do one more thing,” cried Nim as he dropped the scissors, scooped the bag of stuffing up and flew down the hall.

Glitter, happy that she had successfully kept Nim from making a giant mess, finished picking up bits of glitter and string in the kitchen before following him.

Glitter’s feet stopped moving when she saw what Nim had done.

Fluffy ‘snow’ covered the ground with glittery snowflakes sprinkled on top. Nim was hanging one final snowflake from the Mistle-Toad’s foot.

“See Glitter, all you needed was a little hope!”

Kindness Task

Donate food to the food pantry.

Nim’s Joke

What is green, covered with tinsel and goes ribbit ribbit?
Mistle-toad!

Elfie

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Mischief Makers: The Visitor

Glitter and Nim sat at the table, munching marshmallows and brainstorming.

“We could climb Christmas bows,” said Glitter.

“I guess,” said Nim in a that-doesn’t-sound-like-very-much-fun voice.

“We could make a marshmallow pool and go for a swim,” said Glitter.

“Nah, we’ve done too much with marshmallows this season. We need to come up with something more Christmas-y.”

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Glitter paced back and forth on the counter, wracking her brain for a fun way to greet the boys in the morning. It was then that she remembered.

“Feathers!” she shouted as she galloped to the craft room.

Nim looked after her wondering if she’d lost her mind. In a flash she was back with two packages of feathers, one red and one white.

“I remember seeing these when I was searching for tape to put up the bowling alley,” she said. “I could use them to dress up as a partridge in a pear tree.”

Nim’s eyes lit up.

“Or, we can be two turtle doves,” said Nim zooming to Glitter and picking up the other package.

Excited, they both started to attach white and red feathers to themselves. Nim laughed when he spotted Leonard. He pointed to the stuffed rein-raffe.

“If we add Leonard, we can be three French hens!”

As they started to plaster feathers to Leonard, they heard a sing-song voice behind them.

“Could I join in? Then we could be four calling birds.”

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Nim spun around. Lil was perched on the top of a jar, smiling at them.

“Lil!” cried Nim. “What are you doing here?”

“Gee, happy to see you too Nim,” she joked.

Nim flew and gave her a big hug. Then, he turned to introduce her to Glitter.

“Lil, meet Glitter. She’s my new partner in mischief.”

Glitter pawed the ground and walked forward.

“Nice to finally meet you, Lil.”

“You too Glitter!” Lil said with enthusiasm. “I hear you’ve been a good influence on our Nim here.”

Glitter looked and Nim and smiled.

“Well, I think we’ve both been a good influence on each other.”

Nim agreed and smiled at both his new and his old partner.

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“How long can you stay? Maybe you can help us get into our three French hens costumes,” said Nim.

“I can stay until morning and help keep an eye on the boys.”

Nim looked at Lil in surprise.

“But,” he said. “What about the girls? Won’t they miss you?”

“The girls went out of town and won’t be back until tomorrow night so I’ll be able to stay all day!”

“Then…we really can be four calling birds!”

Nim and Glitter both beamed. Nim, because his best friend had come and Glitter because she genuinely liked Lil.

They helped each other get into costume and then took their places.

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“We kind of look like the chickens,” giggled Lil.

Nim, Lil and Glitter all laughed, sharing in the fun.

“The boys will be so excited to see you Lil!” said Nim.

“It will be fun to see them again too,” said Lil, smiling brightly.

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Nim grew serious, but just for a moment. He soon grinned gleefully and looked forward to the boys waking up.

He couldn’t wait to see their faces.

Kindness Act
Make cards for nursing home residents.

Nim’s Joke
What did Mrs. Claus say to Santa when she looked in the sky?
Looks like rain, dear.

Elfie

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Mischief Makers: The Bowling Alley

“You should have seen it Lil!” Nim said as he and Lil roasted giant marshmallows over the fire outside Santa’s workshop. “Joe was so excited to see his birthday surprise.”

“Oh! I wish I had been there to see his face!” said Lil.

“Me too,” said Nim, a little sadly.

“Watch out Nim! You’ll burn your marshmallow!”

Nim pulled his marshmallow out of the fire and blew out the flames. It was charred black.

“That’s ok. I like them this way.”

Lil giggled and shook her head as she pulled out a perfectly toasted marshmallow and took a big bite.

“So what are your plans for tonight?” she asked as she licked the sticky goo off of her fingers.

“I’m not sure. It’s Glitter’s turn to come up with something fun.”

***

Glitter wanted to cheer Nim up.

He’d seemed sad lately…as sad as a scout elf can be around Christmas that is.

She wasn’t 100% sure why he was blue, but she thought that it might have something to do with his friend Lil. Nim talked about Lil, well, all the time.

He’d told her about the time they’d created a train using every shoe in the house.

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The time they put mustaches on every picture, Santa decoration and even fruit.

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The time they’d drawn faces on every egg in the refrigerator.

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But his favorite memory, the one he talked about the most, was the time the boys left an elf-sized bowling alley for he and Lil to play with.

He’d said that they bowled all night.

Lil, Nim had told Glitter, left just in time to fly back to the girls’ house and get ready for them to wake up.

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Glitter had tried recreating that bowling alley and hoped that they could bowl a few frames and relax a little, just like Nim and Lil had done the previous year.

She had just placed the last pin when Nim came barreling in.

“Sorry I’m late!” he said.

Then he stopped mid-flight when he saw the bowling alley Glitter had made.

“Is this for me?” he asked, wide-eyed.

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“I know how much you liked bowling with Lil. I found the pins in the boys’ room so I thought that, maybe, you’d like to bowl with me too,” Glitter said shyly.

Nim’s smile grew and grew. He jumped up with a whoop and gave Glitter a big hug.

“Thank you so much Glitter! This is just about the sweetest thing anyone’s ever done,” Nim said happily.

Glitter smiled with a feeling of pride. She’d done it! She’d cheered Nim up.

“Since we aren’t in the kitchen, I put a trail from the boys’ room so they can find us in the morning,” said Glitter.

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“Great idea!” said Nim. “Now let’s get bowling!”

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Kindness Task

Donate toys.

Nim’s Joke

What do you call Santa when he is broke?
Saint Nickel-less!

Elfie

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Mischief Makers: The Birthday

Nim was always peppy, always smiling and he always seemed on the verge of hysterical laughter.

Always.

Glitter had gotten used to this behavior and had come to expect some sort of outburst of glee from him at least seven times a night.

But, she was not prepared for the level of extreme excitement she encountered when she landed on the table in the kitchen.

“HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU! HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR JOSEPH HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!”

Nim landed face first in an open drawer full of legos. Glitter could hear uncontrolled giggling and the crish-crash of legos moving in the drawer.

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After a few minutes, Nim got himself under control and zipped out of the drawer to face Glitter.

“Guess what tomorrow, I mean today, is????”

Glitter was almost afraid to answer. She had never seen Nim quite so…insane with happiness.

“I’m guessing it’s Joe’s birth–“.

“JOE’S BIRTHDAY!!!” he screamed and zoomed around the lego table quickly creating a message.

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Last year, I made him snowmen out of powdered sugar donuts and candy!” Nim said as he checked his message a second time.

“Then, the year before that, Lil and I made a huge donut hole birthday cake with sprinkles and marshmallows and we cut paper snowflakes and made a huge blizzard in the kitchen and…”.

Nim trailed off looking suddenly sad. At least, he looked as sad as a scout elf at Christmas could look.

“What’s wrong Nim?” asked Glitter, full of concern.

“Oh nothing. Sometimes I just miss–well, nevermind,” Nim said with a quick shake of his head.  “This year for Joe’s birthday I thought we could make pancakes!”

Glitter gave Nim a searching look, trying to figure out what had made him sad. What did he miss?

“Glitter? Did you hear me?”

“Sorry Nim, what was that?”

“Could you help me get the sprinkles down? For the pancakes?”

Nim and Glitter headed over to the cabinet and pulled out the sprinkles, cinnamon, powdered sugar and vanilla.

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“Let me see…I know there is a recipe around here somewhere,” Nim said as he searched the countertop.

“I found it!” said Glitter.

Reindeer and elf bent their heads over the recipe.

“Why don’t we mix up the dry ingredients and leave the rest for the boys to do?” asked Glitter.

“Perfect!” Nim agreed and they got to work.

“Oh no! We are out of flour!” wailed Nim.

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“Look!” said Glitter. “There’s a whole bag right behind you!”

They had a little trouble opening the bag and ended up spilling a little on the counter, on themselves and on the floor.

Nim looked up at Glitter with a playful smirk.

“Don’t you even think about it Nim! Flour is not snow and you know that their mom has a lot of baking left to do.”

“Ok, ok,” said Nim looking disappointed.

Nim stood back to look at their work, he smiled at Glitter.

“Great job tonight partner!”

Glitter smiled back.

“You too, Nim.”

As Nim gazed at the birthday message and imagined the boys’ faces in the morning, he sighed.

“Lil would have loved this.”

Kindness Task
Write a letter to someone special telling them why you love them.

Nim’s Joke
Why is it so cold at Christmas?
Because it’s Decembrrrr!

Elfie

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Mischief Makers: The Obstacle Course

“It’s not going to work Nim,” said Glitter.

“Yes. It will,” said Nim through clenched teeth as he tried to balance just one more roll on top of his toilet paper tower. As soon as he let go, the whole tower came tumbling to the floor…for the 3rd time that night.

“Can we just do what I suggested?” asked Glitter.

Nim, who was still not quite over the shock of what Glitter’s suggestion had led to the previous night, scowled.

“I don’t know Glitter. I’m just not sure I can trust you anymore.”

“Oh Nim, you were the one who started it by dangling that rubber snake in my face!” Glitter laughed.

Nim’s scowl deepened, at least it tried to…but soon his sense of humor won out and he chuckled along with Glitter.

“It was still a dirty trick,” he said as he wiped tears of laughter from his eyes.

“Yes, it was,” Glitter said smiling and not looking at all sorry.

Nim got up from the jumble of toilet paper rolls on the floor and sighed.

“I guess building the tallest toilet paper snowman isn’t going to work,” he sighed.

“We could always make holiday pancakes like I suggested,” said Glitter.

“Or,” said Nim. “We could build an obstacle course for the boys!”

He flew excitedly to the pile of toilet paper. In a flash, he had them in a line blocking the hallway.

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“First, they jump over these.”

Glitter jumped up and galloped to the fireplace where a few giant pipe cleaners lay discarded on the floor. She formed them into circles and set them on the ground in front of the line of toilet paper.

“Second, they hop in these with one leg. Like hopscotch,” she said.

Nim and Glitter both threw themselves into creating a fun obstacle course for the boys to complete when they woke up in the morning.

Glitter was so busy with the final obstacle – a line of traffic cones the boys would have to weave in and out of – that she did not hear a very quiet and mischievous scout elf sneak up behind her.

“AHA! GOTCHA NOW GLITTER!” Nim shouted.

Poor Glitter suddenly found herself wrapped in gauze. Nim strung her up under the spider she’d tortured him with the previous night.

Glitter was startled, but not afraid.

“But Nim, I’m not afraid of spiders. Especially fake rubber ones.”

“I know,” he said. “But you don’t like snakes too much.”

Glitter looked up and over her shoulder and saw a long, mechanical black and white striped snake moving above her.

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“Told you I’d get you back,” Nim said.

“You know the boys will just cut me down in a few hours,” said Glitter with a slight tremble in her voice.

“Oh,” said Nim. “I’d forgotten they can touch you.”

“Yes,” said Glitter, trying to keep the hysteria out of her voice. “Well, I guess you also forgot that can touch you. Which means that I can move you wherever I want. All throughout the day.”

“Oh,” said Nim. “I hadn’t thought of that.”

Glitter didn’t reply. She just looked at Nim and smiled, making him worry. He did not like that glint in her eye.

“Look, maybe I was a little hasty. Here, let me get–“.

Before Nim could finish his thought, the shuffle and pounding of feet could be heard coming from the bedroom.

The boys were up.

Kindness Task
Make your mom smile by helping her cook dinner.

Nim’s Joke
What do you call an old snowman?
Water!

Selfie

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Mischief Makers: Creepy Crawly Christmas

“Agggghhhh!” screamed Glitter as Nim dangled a rubber snake above her head.

“What are you doing with that-that thing Nim?”

“This? It’s just a harmless toy, no need to be frightened.”

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Nim and Glitter had come to a new understanding after talking about the true meaning of Christmas the night before, but that did not mean that Nim was going to tread lightly around her.

Glitter shuddered as she looked at the disgusting toy.

“Glitter, are you afraid of snakes?” he asked.

“Pah! Of course not. Why would I be afraid of something so much smaller than me? Why it would–AGGGGHHHH!”

Nim giggled. “You are! You are afraid of snakes! This one isn’t even real and it has you shaking.”

“So?” Glitter huffed. “Everyone has a fear. Even you.”

“Ha! I’m not afraid of anything.”

To Glitter, that sounded like a challenge.

Over the next hour Glitter tried scaring Nim with all manner of creepy crawlies. The boys had a bag of very realistic-looking rubber bugs and she pulled every one of them out but Nim only laughed.

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“I told you, I’m not afraid of anything. Now, we really should get down to business and set up for the morning. The boys will be up in a few hours.”

“Fine, I give up,” she said throwing a big, hairy and scary looking rubber spider in the air.

Nim froze. His normally pink and rosy face turned to a sickly gray and his eyes bulged.

Glitter watched his reaction with growing excitement and then pretended she hadn’t seen a thing.

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“Should we go set up?” she finally asked.

Glitter wandered to the fireplace where bows and ribbons from the previous night still lay in a pile.

“Nim?”

“Hmm?” replied Nim as he sorted through the ribbons and bows.

“How do you feel about hanging from the light fixture by the front door?”

“What did you have in mind?”

“I think we should decorate the front door with lights and snowmen and trees and angels and hearts and–“.

“Ok, ok,” laughed Nim.

“Great! Why don’t you take that ribbon and start weaving it through the light fixture while I start decorating the door.”

Nim, like all scout elves, loved to decorate for Christmas. In fact, he loved it so much that he often got carried away.

Glitter, knowing this from the Scout Elf Relations class she took in Reindeer School, gave him all the ribbon and bows she could find in the house hoping he would do just that.

She watched Nim circle the light fixture, faster and faster becoming hopelessly tangled in a web of his own making.

“Uh…Glitter?” Nim said when he finally stopped spinning. “I seem to have tangled myself up…could you help me?”

Glitter did not respond.

“Glitter? Where are you?”

“Right here!” came a breathless voice. “I had to go get something for the…decorations.”

“Ok, well, could you help me get untangled?”

“Yep, just give me a few minutes to finish up here.”

Glitter worked quickly. She attached a long green pipecleaner to the rubber spider and hung it from the light fixture behind Nim.

“Are you almost done Glitter? I’m starting to get a kink in my neck,” said Nim as he spun around to face her.

“Glitter! Wha–oh dear.”

Nim stared at the rubber spider dangling from it’s pipecleaner web.

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“Glitter?” said Nim.

“Yes Nim?” said Glitter.

“I am afraid of one thing.”

“Really?” asked Glitter, all innocence. “What on earth could you be afraid of?”

“I am afraid that you will pay for this tomorrow.”

Kindness Task
Do an act of service for someone.

Nim’s Joke
What do you get if you cross an apple and a Christmas tree?
Pineapple

Selfie
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Mischief Makers: The Reminder

Nim and Glitter had been given a Creative Scouting Award for the sledding scene they set up for the boys. All previous pranks…at least for the time being…were forgotten.

Glitter was feeling bold, confident…daring. Since the birthday party two nights ago, Nim had noticed a change in her behavior.

Gone was the rule-following, mischief-managing Glitter of old. She’d been replaced by a rule-breaking, mischief-making reindeer who, in Nim’s opinion, was teetering on the reckless side.

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“Why are you looking at me like that Nim?”

“Like what?” Nim asked.

“You look…worried. Have I done something that worries you?”

Nim was torn. Should he say something to her? They’d had so much fun last night, hadn’t made a very big mess and received praise from Santa and congratulations from their friends, but Glitter had that look about her that spelled mischief.

“I’m just…just a little concerned about your behavior lately.”

“Oh? What concerns you?”

“Well…when we started out the year, you were…you seemed a little…you–“.

“I was a stick-in-the-mud?” Glitter interrupted.

Nim cleared his throat and swung his feet.

“Er…yes, I suppose you could say that.”

Glitter smiled and pranced around before turning and looking Nim directly in the eyes.

“I know I was a stickler in the beginning. I was so worried about doing a good job, following all the rules and making sure Santa and Captain O’Flurry were happy with my work, but…”.

“But you weren’t having any fun?”

“Even worse,” said Glitter. “I wasn’t getting in the Christmas spirit. Not that you need to make messes and cause catastrophes to get in the Christmas spirit, but you do, I think, need to let yourself feel the joy of the season.”

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“I think I understand,” said Nim.

“Do you? Then you know that by worrying so much about what others will think and trying so hard to be the perfect reindeer and partner, the love and joy of Christmas gets squished and snuffed out.”

“Well…I have never been one to worry too much about what others think, but I suppose I do tend to get a little too mischievous and forget the true meaning of Christmas myself.”

“Exactly!”

“So…what made you change your mind? It seemed so sudden.”

“It was at the birthday party. Santa stopped by to wish Slingshot a happy birthday and give him a present.”

“What did he give him?”

“He recited the poem. You know the one.”

Nim did know. He looked forward to hearing it every year on Christmas Day.

Your mischief may be fun
But remember everyone
That Christmas Time is more
Than presents from the store

A King was born this day
In a manger full of hay
Though He was very small
He’d come to save us all

He grew into a man
Who traveled ‘cross the land
He came here to fulfill
And carry out God’s will

So delight in all your play
Have fun planning every day
But in all your doings know
It’s Christ to this we owe

“I realized,” said Glitter. “That Christmas is not about being perfect. It’s not about the presents or the mischief or the treats. It’s really about family and being thankful for all that we have.”

Nim was quietly looking at Glitter, remembering times spent with Lil and all his friends. Remembering hugs given and received and happiness at spending time with family.

“So I may have gone a little far in my quest for fun,” Glitter continued. “But I’m determined to stop getting so wrapped up in trying to be perfect and to just enjoy the season.”

“That’s a great idea Glitter. Let’s start by leaving Santa’s poem for the boys to find…with a few ribbons and bows.”

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Kindness Task
Share a sweet treat with a neighbor.

Nim’s Joke
What did one angel say to the other?

Halo there

Selfie

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Mischief Makers: Sledding

Nim was in shock. The head reindeer and Santa had both given Glitter a lecture on proper scout behavior and yet here she stood smiling.

“You don’t look too upset Glitter.”

“Upset? Why would I be?”

“Santa and Captain O’Flurry just–“.

“Oh that! No, that didn’t upset me. It was only my first offense.”

“Oh. Well.” Nim couldn’t think of any other way to respond. Only her first offense? What was going on with her?

“…and then we can string lights and create a zipline from the top of the fridge to the basement. What do you think, Nim?”

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“I don’t think we should make a mess tonight,” said Nim, almost laughing at how ridiculous that sounded…coming from him.

“I wasn’t planning on making a mess, Nim. At least, not a big one. Weren’t you listening?”

“Sorry,” he mumbled. “What was the plan?”

“First, we get all of the blankets and pillows in the house and put them at the bottom of the stairs. Then, we use Christmas lights to create a zipline from the top of the fridge to the basement. Voila! Instant fun for the boys.”

“What?! The boys can’t zipline down the stairs! Do you know how much trouble they would get in???”

“The zipline isn’t for them, it’s for their toys,” said Glitter as she pointed to Leonard the Reinraffe.

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Nim’s eyes sparkled as a sudden idea took root.

“Ok Glitter, but how about a sled hill instead of a zipline?”

Glitter smiled triumphantly. “I knew you’d come around.”

“Let’s see, we’ll need some more stuffed animals,” Nim said as he started floating toward the boys’ room.

“Don’t forget the green and blue frogs they like to sleep with,” said Glitter. “And the giraffe!”

“Why don’t you help me Glitter?” Nim grumbled.

“I am helping,” she said. “I’m making the sled. Now go!”

By the time Nim had finished hauling all of the stuffed animals, dinosaurs and superhero toys from the boys’ room, Glitter had transformed an old shoebox into a beautiful sled.

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“Where’s my name?” he asked, noticing the shiny gold lettering on the side of the sled.

“Oh, sorry Nim! I thought we were each going to make our own.”

“But there is no time for me to make one now!” Nim said sadly.

“If it makes you feel any better, mine is so stuffed with passengers that I won’t have a spot to sit. I might as well be pulling it like—that’s it!”

“What? What’s it?”

“I can practice pulling the sled! Like a real reindeer on Christmas eve!”

They quickly made a harness and reins from a couple of pipe cleaners and had Glitter hitched to the sled.

“Hmmm,” Nim said standing back. “Something is missing…wait!”

Nim whizzed to the boys’ room and came back with what, he thought, was missing.

“There,” he said as he fastened the soft red nose on. “Now you are ready.”

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Glitter beamed with pride. There was no greater honor for a reindeer than to be compared to the one that lights Santa’s way.

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Kindness Act
Leave a friendly note where someone will find it.

Nim’s Joke
How much did Santa pay for his sleigh?
Nothing, it was on the house!

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