Resident Goofball
The Elf on the Shelf.  This was supposed to be our godsend, our salvation, our discipline-in-a-box.  Charlie lived in mortal fear of judgment from the Elf all December.  Schuyler was left 90% unconvinced and it kind of encouraged her to test this "Elf" by pushing the boundaries a bit to see if there were any repercussions on the Elf front but the elf kept silent, holding those transgressions inside, waiting to tell Santa overnight.
A very cool idea from Mama:  Instead of chocolate every day, a little Lego toy that formed part of the scene on the box lid.  Neat!  And the kids seemed to really dig it (with the usual half-ignorance/half-cheekiness of Charlie opening a few days at once).
 
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