It has become a tradition: picking out Christmas trees the day after Thanksgiving. Anne found a perfect tree and I usually do, too, but this year I decide to get a different type of tree for Marietta.
So Anne’s tree was wrapped and load.
It was 28 days until Christmas. Today, it is only 27 and counting. Yikes!
Sweet reminders that Christmas is on the way.
We decorated and decorated and finally . . .
It was done and we felt like singing . . .
O holy night the stars are brightly shining it is the night of our dear Savior’s birth!
Perfect!
The only thing missing was Lamar!