"Until one feels the spirit of Christmas, there is no Christmas. All else is outward display--so much tinsel and decorations. For it isn't the holly, it isn't the snow. It isn't the tree not the firelight's glow. It's the warmth that comes to the hearts of men when the Christmas spirit returns again" ~anonymous
Yesterday I finally got my butt in gear and cleaned the entire house, with the exception of Rowan's room, and got us all "holidayed up".
We have a tradition of going to a local place to choose our tree, it's just down the street. They have a gorgeous holiday shop inside, a pen with Christmas animals in it, the Christmas sheep, goats and my favorite, the Christmas Llama. (Art from http://beep16.deviantart.com/)
Choosing a tree is serious business. We finally settled on one and to make the final decision, Mike and Jenna joined hands in a chorus of "Yahoo Doray, welcome Christmas", from the Grinch to see if the tree responded properly.
We got our little tree home and commenced with the decorating. Poor Rowan was having a bad day but persevered. The tin icicles Jenna made at Old Sturbridge Village look absolutely wonderful!
Rowan loves setting up her beautiful Fontanini creche that her Nana has been adding to for years.
Percy Jackson had an encounter with the advent candle and singed his whiskers and a fair amount of fur. The splendid aroma of balsam mixed, for a time with the smell of burnt fur. I'm glad he wasn't hurt, it isn't like he's never seen a candle before the idiot.
We are almost done with our Christmas shopping, Mike and I and it's exciting. I'm still knitting a few more items but those will be done in no time and I need to make a few more of the adorable origami boxes I learned how to do. But we are in good shape, the house looks and smells wonderful and it's beginning to look a lot like Christmas!