Tis the season...

I feel like writing about my love of Christmas decorations, actually my OCD when it comes to Christmas decorations. The Friday after Thanksgiving, Drew and Pete were wonderful and dragged down all the bins, boxes and bags of Christmas; I counted. 64 in all. That's crazy talk...but it's the truth. Then I spent a little of Friday evening decorating the kitchen and bathroom. (Yes, the bathroom.) And then I spent a joyous Saturday taking down everything off of almost every surface in our house and replacing it with Christmas. Some areas are arranged in themes, some walls have new artwork, the lights all work and everything is twinkly. The only thing I left out this year were the many Christmas stockings over the fireplace. It's just too messy for my brain to deal with...I don't want to not hang Tommy's, the Malaysia Boncimino's won't be here, what about the twins? Do I want to hang Laurie's again with her special "JOY" hook thing? It was just easier not to put any of them up. I'm guessing I will put up grandkids'stockings a few days before Christmas or maybe just the "Jesus" one that usually is the first one in the line up.

So now I can wander around and let my gaze rest on some thirty years of accumulated Christmas goop, and remember and smile. That's okay for now.

Tomorrow is "D" day for Katie's twins. With the health issues, both physical and mental, the marriage breakdown, the ongoing concerns for the whole family, I covet our prayer warriors prayers. He knows the outcome. He created these little ones. Tis a new season...