We put up our tree this weekend. It's something that I love to do. I love to unpack all the ornaments, look at them, and remember where they came from. This year, my daughter joined in the fun. "I remember when I did this!" she said as she hung a hand-colored paper bell on the tree. "... and THIS!" (her kindergarten school picture, framed).
Over the years, I have collected ornaments: the preschool craft-stick Rudolphs, and the tatted snowflakes, ornaments that were gifts and some that I've chosen myself. Each of the wooden ornaments we've received from Walk Through Bethlehem are on there.
Every year for the past eight, I have created a ceramic snowflake with the picture from our Christmas card on it. I have also created a framed picture of each of my children for the year - or two... some years, there are Pictures with Santa on there as well.
During the time that the tree is up, you'll find me taking a few minutes every day, lost in the memories of the decorations, grateful for family and friends and the Baby that changed the world.
This year, we had an extra set of hands helping us. We're grateful the kids cousin could come help us decorate this year!
In this picture, the mantel seems so bare... I've barely begun....
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