The Christmas tree has been "discovered" by cats and kid. It's going to be an interesting few weeks. ha! And who can blame them? With all those lights and dangling decorations, it's bound to call for some touching and attention, so touch and attend they do. As long as it stays upright and ornamented, I don't mind. If I was small and wonder-eyed, I'd be in there too. Thankfully, I remember being small enough to lay under the Christmas tree and stare up into the branches.
I almost stayed home today, but when I called Hannah this morning, she wondered what I was doing as she had a bit of shopping to do. Shopping is more fun with a friend and I hate passing up an opportunity to spend a bit of time with my kids, so off I went to find her.We had fun strolling through Target, K Mart, and Aldi today and came home with bags of treasures. My treasures were small and relatively few, but I did find something to carry back with me.
After fifty years of Christmases, I've come to the conclusion that I may never get the hang of buying gifts, but I can make memories and memories last so much longer than material things. So, I let the small child touch the soft branches and gaze into the greenery. Tomorrow I will build graham cracker houses (at least that's the plan) and on Saturday morning my other lovelies will come with candy to decorate them. And one day soon, there will be cutout cookies to frost and sprinkle.
The Montezuma Eagle.
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