Dang. I swear, I thought I had more than that.
Oh, well, who's counting, anyway, right? At least, we got the tree up yesterday and the lights put on.
|Tree skirt by Auntie Kate, of the mad quilting skills|
See that Santa thing to the left? One of my older kids painted that years ago - you pull on the string hanging down between his legs (I know, WEIRD) and his arms and legs fly up. It's really stupid and I will never get rid of it, because it reminds me of simpler times, when all my kids did for fun was paint silly wooden things from Michaels and no one had cellphones and streaming didn't exist.
It's a gosh darn ARTIFACT, people, that's what it is.
Anyway, my family was supposed to decorate the tree today, but no one did and I'm too busy trying to produce woolly Christmas presents to worry about it. So the only 2 ornaments on the tree are the two I put on there:
|Beautifully hand painted by one of my amazingly talented friends,|
but you can't tell because I am a lousy photographer
|Yes, Virginia, there is such a thing as a yarn ornament|
I'm good with that. Slap a star on the top and I say we're done. I would talk at you more, but I have to make pompoms. I decided to put them on half the hats, so people have a choice. Rachel is actually the pompom savant around here, so I'm hoping to...uh...persuade her to help me out here. "Those are some nice-looking Christmas presents you got there under the tree. I'd hate to see anything happen to them" sort of persuasion, I mean...