Weekend

Christmas is in the peppermint scented air around here (Peppermint Twist wallflowers from Bath and Body Works are my love language).

Mark arranged the bears.

They won't stay that way.  They are looking forward to Eleanor flinging them about.  The bears were meant to be played with and I think they've been lonely the past few years.

Speaking of Eleanor, I set up the nativity she can play with:

on the floor, hopefully distracting her from other pursuits

And the nativity she can't play with:

I got everything arranged and my favorite view is either this one:

red + straw forever

Or these from the upstairs hall (made possible by Mark climbing on a ladder and being willing to move it a little more this way or that, then ducking so I can see--I'm a lot of fun):

Once Horace is looking handsome in his red bow, I know it's time for Christmas magic.

Sunday, we decorated the big tree.  Adam managed the hooks and also took a few pictures.

Our tree with its quirky hodge-podge of random ornaments reflect our lives together and I love it.  The wrapping paper is courtesy of my Stendig calendar.  I have long been a red wrapping paper only person, but I like the black and white with red bows.  Plus I already have the calendar pages.  Why not?