Dreaming of a Greenleaf Christmas

Tonight I was helping the boys print Christmas coloring sheets for the four of them to work on. We came to a site with a list of options, each one numbered and with a brief description.

"Try number 26," said Ethan. "Elf working."

I clicked on the number, and up popped an image of a big-eared pixie building a train.

"Darn," said Ethan. "I was hoping it was Legolas, cutting an orc's head."