I have no idea if the goose is getting fat, but I do know that Christmas is coming. By the time I got off work, the town Christmas celebration was wrapping up. But we had a treat this morning - the choir from Emma Mennonite was caroling through town, and they came in and sang in our lobby. It choked me up a little, and finally made me feel like Christmas is really coming.
It also motivated me. I came home and finished all the decorating except putting ornaments on the tree. I did get the lights on - Stage II of the tree project. So far, they've only sniffed gently at them. Abby got quite enthusiastic about the tree while I was eating lunch, before the lights went up. She stepped across from the stairwell half-wall onto the tree and settled there for a while. Maggie just likes to sit under it and bat at the lower branches. Hunter, at the advanced age of two, maintains his dignity and watches the younger generation from comfort on the back of the couch. I'm only going to use the unbreakable ornaments, and will probably leave the lower round of branches bare. We'll see how this goes. It's a learning experience for all of us. I really do want to have a tree, so it's worth the time and effort to try.
I'm heading to bed early tonight. I have a runny nose and sore throat, and am hoping to sleep it off and be able to get to church tomorrow. Keep an eye on the tree for me!
Would love to sit under the tree with you,