The fact that it is Dec. 2 and my tree isn’t decorated tells one a LOT about my life right now. I am a “the turkey is in Rubbermaid in the frig, let’s get the tree out and deck them halls” kind of gal. My house is a pathetic attempt at Christmas cheer at the moment and time’s a wastin’.
All morning Little asked about putting “pretty ornaments” on the tree. I told her that once Bubba was on the bus and KB was down for her nap, we would hang a few ornaments.