Easter Smurf

Every year for Easter, we have always given the children new toys for the backyard.

This is the first year they still had the toys from last year!

Half of them were homeless before they came to us, and the other half never had much, and so learning to be good stewards of their toys and things has been an uphill battle.

But they are really starting to get it, and really taking individual responsibility for their own things.

This is huge.

It’s more than just toys.

It’s attachment.

It makes me cry with relief and joy, you have no idea.

But for Easter, it meant they didn’t really need new backyard toys, and they just all got new bikes for their birthday this year.

So what to do for Easter?

Nathan and I had the same idea:

Yes!  It’s a Smurf village!

My brother and I had similar toys when we were little, and we loved them.

There was big drama amongst the Baptists back then, because of “magic” in the cartoon, but my mother said it was just science and not really a problem.

I also remember talking with my mother, as an elementary school child, how psychoanalitically, all the smurfs were different aspects of our own psyche, so we got pretty deep in our Smurf play.

It wasn’t always so intelligent, though.  

Once, my brother picked a bunch of those blue berries that grow on evergreen trees and I told him they were smurf eggs.  He slept with them under his pillow for weeks!  I was so anxious in case it turned out to be true!  We really wanted some for realz Smurfs of our very own!

Then two Christmases ago, someone brought us a whole van full of toys.  

I don’t even remember who it was.

I just remember being so overwhelmed – it was our year of being in Cincinnati – and this gift of Christmas being delivered.

One of the boxes had this Smurf stuff in it, and we couldn’t believe how fancy and fun it was!

Kyrie was too small, though, and her airway too delicate, to risk those tiny pieces.

So we saved it, and tonight we knew it would be the perfect surprise for tomorrow!

For family night talking about friendship, the kids and I watched some Smurfs just this week.  We watched some of the original series from when Nathan and I were little. They loved it, and we had fun.

Now we have these surprises for Easter in the morning, for such good playtime!

There are just enough little houses for each of the children.

Kirk is getting the big fancy one because it’s his turn for the “special one”:

We decided on the Papa Smurf one one for Barrett:

And the artist one for Mary:

And the bakery and workshop guy for Alex:

And the Smurfette one for Anber:

We gave the bigger ones and baby ones to Kyrie:

And then divided up all the little Smurf figurines so that each of the children have the same amount, and each one has their names on the bottom of the little Smurf feet.

It’s going to be so fun, and the children will be delighted with new toys and a piece of rare treats in the morning!  Thank you to the family that passed these on to our family! They are going to love these!

About Emily

I am a member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints since 2009. I serve as a Chaplain, and work as a counselor. I got bilateral cochlear implants in 2010, but will always love sign language. I choose books over television, and organics over processed. Nothing is as close to flying as ballroom dancing - except maybe running, when in the solo mood. I would rather be outside than anywhere else, especially at the river riding my bike or kayaking. PhD in Marriage and Family Therapy, and currently doing a post-doc in Jewish Studies and an MDiv in Pastoral Counseling. The best thing about Emily World is that it's always an adventure, even if (not so) grammatically precise. The only thing better than writing is being married to a writer. Nathan Christensen and I were married in the Oklahoma City temple on 13 October 2012, and have since fostered more than eighty-five children. We have adopted the six who stayed, and are totally and completely and helplessly in love with our family. Nathan writes musical theater, including "Broadcast" (a musical history of the radio) and an adaption of Lois Lowry's "The Giver". He served his mission in South Korea, has taught song-writing in New York City public schools, and worked as a theater critic for a Tucson newspaper. This is not an official Web site of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.

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