Last Christmas we had no idea what our living situation would be this year. We didn't know if we would be in an apartment or a home or if we would have tons of storage or busting at the seams. So we packed up 95% of our Christmas decorations, including our tree. (We do a prelit, artificial tree.)
Caroline said one morning, "Mommy, when are we going to put up our Christmas tree?"
I said, "Well, we put our tree and ornaments in the storage unit in Memphis."
"But...it's almost Christmas," said Caroline sadly. I was crushed.
Kevin heard about our daughter's lament and came home with a tiny tree. A $12 tree. It leans and has a huge bald spot. It's a Charlie Brown tree. I love it. And, in a way, it's perfect for this season in our lives. I would have never been able to keep Helen out of our big tree. This one fits on our window seat.
Caroline had the best time picking out a few ornaments and the colored lights. And there was plenty of room for her hand-made ornaments.
Caroline is thrilled to flip the switch that turns the lights on each night.