Today I pulled the Christmas decorations out of the crawl space.
Alex groaned. He usually does that, because it means bringing boxes up and down the steps for me. (I’m afraid to count how many boxes there are.)
I actually think he just does that to tease me. He will always do it when I ask, he just groans first. Chris would do the same thing. It’s like a tradition or something around here.
I’m having to readjust where I’m putting some things because of (cough) mischievousness cats, but I did manage to get through at least seven or eight boxes. There are more pieces that I probably won’t be putting out, and I’ve yet to put out the North Pole Series, however, here are the twinkling lights at night. They just make me smile. I can’t help it.