Saturday was a short respite from the bitter cold and snow that has been most of December so far. We brought home a tree that is the only perfectly symmetrical one I've ever had. It almost doesn't look real, it's so conical and perfect. I'll post more pictures later.
Then Sunday we decorated the tree. Notice how there are no ornaments from Charlie- level on down. I hope that after his puppy year we can decorate the whole tree again. I love the Christmas tree smell. Walking down the stairs or in the front door you get hit with a wave of that familiar, sharp, cold, foresty scent. It still makes me think of a scratch and sniff book I had when I was little. Which in retrospect smelled more like Lysol than a real tree, but I loved that matte green illustration of a pine tree. I scratched and sniffed until I wore it down to the white paper beneath. The next page was a candy cane, which was almost as good.
I believe this Santa hat is on backwards. I'm not sure why R is being so prim. She might be thinking about Santa watching her behavior.
Down below zero tonight, and a lot more snow on the way tonight and tomorrow. The furnace is roaring on every few minutes. I'm dreading driving to school tomorrow. I'm going to pull the down comforter over my head and try not to think about it.
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