This year I have struggled to get in the Christmas spirit. We've got a lot going on here. I am giving a sex ed for parents presentation in January and my thoughts are consumed. My poor kids have been begging me to put up the tree and tonight we finally did it. Point for me!
I love that Steve puts lights on our tree each year. I do not love the task. This year he forgot to check the lights before stringing them and learned half of the strand was dead. So we rolled with it and left them. Not every year looks like a Norman Rockwell painting. Unless he did one where the Christmas tree lights were dead. Then yeah, that's us.
Merry Christmas, my Babies. Sure do love you.
I love that Steve puts lights on our tree each year. I do not love the task. This year he forgot to check the lights before stringing them and learned half of the strand was dead. So we rolled with it and left them. Not every year looks like a Norman Rockwell painting. Unless he did one where the Christmas tree lights were dead. Then yeah, that's us.
D was so focused on choosing the perfect ornament to hang every time.
Merry Christmas, my Babies. Sure do love you.
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