There has been so much going on this season. The downstairs of our home has been completely changed around. We still haven’t managed to decorate our tree, save for the lights and angel on top. Maybe tomorrow? Growing up, my family always decorated the tree on Christmas Eve. I’m really kind of digging the minimalist decor! The tree looks pretty with just lights. I’m glad there is very little else out in the main living area just now.
I gave the kids free rein to decorate however they pleased provided they avoided headache inducing flashing lights. They seem to have concentrated their efforts on the stairwells which are absolutely covered in garlands and lights and Iain’s attic bedroom, where they plan on spending Christmas Eve night all together again. Their tree has been decorated for ages now, complete with wrapped presents underneath (note to self: next year we should make a stash of fabric bags for their own private use). I’ve not wrapped or bagged a thing and I’m still working on a set of pajamas to be given tomorrow and praying a few last minute gifts show up at the post office today. It will all be whatever it is.
The house smells overwhelmingly like cinnamon. There are snickerdoddles baking and Galen was determined to make traditional mincemeat pie- heavy on the meat, like Almonzo’s mother. I’ve just popped in here for a moment when it seemed like there were more than enough hands trying to tuck crust around. Back to it all for me, and all the best to you! Merry, merry folks!