Plain Pine and New Years Eve
Writing coherent thoughts is always an interesting, and much procrastinated process. Thanksgiving was near, and I thought I would write about things we were grateful for-- a long, beautiful, cascading list of the big and little moments that make our days what they are, these years the best we’ve lived. But November came and went mighty quickly, and I thought, well I’ll write about the magic of Christmas this year. Adalyn loving Santa, Bria trying [succeeding] regularly to eat wrapping paper while Adalyn “helped” wrap by placing scotch tape all over presents. Singing Frosty through dinner, Addie decorating the bottom branches of the tree with 500 ornaments, dressing up for the Christmas ball, reading red and green and snowflaked books every night, and attempting Christmas-tree-popsicle crafts that mainly resulted in a passion for –and carpet lining of – glitter. But December flew by faster than a sleigh powered by Buddy the Elf and Zoe Deschanel singing (the best way to spread ...