I Love Christmas!
I really love Christmas. The promise, the sparkle, the goodness, the partridge in the pear tree, Elf, the decorations, the magic.
The Friday after Thanksgiving is the day to decorate the house (you can't do it before Thanksgiving...that's just wrong). And for the first time in 21 Christmases ~ Mike helped without complaining. Mike helped with a joyful heart. Mike hung pine roping and lights on the fence in the BITTER cold. We even put up the tree. Lest you think Mike is the Grinch, he doesn't believe you should decorate for Christmas before December 1. It has been the constant in our marriage. I want the tree up and he refuses to help until December, so I've always gotten all the other decorating done, and waited until December for the tree. Last year, Patrick was strong enough to bring the tree down from the attic ~ so the tree was up without Mike's help (before December). I think the phrase, "if you can't beat 'em, join 'em" applies here.
But for whatever reason, I am thankful.
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| Patrick at 15 and Jacob at 12 |

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