Now that the turkey has officially been devoured we can get ready for the jolly fat guy to come. I am a firm believer in waiting until Thanksgiving is over before pulling out the Christmas tree. Call me bah humbug if you must.
Since Thanksgiving has been over for 3 days now and all the leftovers have been polished off, it's time to pull out the red and green decor. Oh wait, we can't. It's packed in places that are unreachable at the moment. We warned the kiddos there would be no tree this year. Nowhere to put it in this tiny apartment. That's fine. We just improvised
A paper tree plastered to the wall. Quite impressive if I do say so myself.
The kids are fine with no tree. Nate's fine with no tree. I'm fine with no tree. So tell me, why did I almost start crying when I realized we wouldn't have our stockings this year? Nate's mom makes the cutest stockings. Everyone compliments them when they see them. What is Santa going to do when he comes here and can't find the stockings? I'm sure he will improvise as well.