DECK THE HALLSDecember 4, 2013
Last weekend, I helped Madison navigate her arms through the sleeves of her coat while Allison placed a red ribbon in her hair holding back the strands too long to leave alone yet too short to trust behind her ear and we all three made our way to a tree lot. Once there we weaved ourselves in and out a maze of green limbs attached to trees taller than us and a few smaller than us until Allison found the one. With her left arm elbow deep in a tree destined for our living room, she glanced my way welcoming my opinion although the light in the brown eyes she batted was certainty instead for she had already decided that tree was ours.
the tradition set by the previous two years…
Christmas really is the most wonderful time of the year.