As soon as we arrived I knew that this was going to be the most magical Christmas experience for my son. On check in my children were given their Lapland passports to travel through the magical doors to the enchanted forest. We also picked up or elf money, ‘jingles’ to spend in the elf village later in the day. During the first part of the day the children met some of the elves that appear in the book we’d been reading at home and were taken through the magical doors to Lapland. It was a beautiful and theatrical moment when the doors to the enchanted forest were opened and we were presented with snow covered trees and white glistening pathways.
My son and the other children in his group, or ‘small folk’ as the elves liked to call them, were led into Father Christmas’ workshop. During this part of the day, they helped the elves make the soft toy penguins for Father Christmas. The time in the workshop was particularly immersive, with songs and plenty of interaction with the ‘small folk’ and us ‘big folk’. The most magical part had to be when the wishes were sent off to Father Christmas and my sons face lit up with intrigue. After having their passports stamped we followed the snow-covered paths to Mother Christmas’ kitchen, where the ‘small folk’ put on their aprons and decorated gingerbread men before sitting down for a story with Mother Christmas.