Tis' the season. We'll hang Christmas lights on our house. We'll go to the neighborhood tree lighting to have cookies and hot cocoa with Santa and all our school friends. We'll head over to the Thomas' for our annual Christmas lights walk and cookie exchange. We'll watch holiday piano recitals and choral presentations. We'll shop and wrap and address and stamp, and while all this bustle is tons of fun, my favorite part of Christmas each year is the trimming of our Christmas tree. Why? Let me just show you a couple of my favorite ornaments.
This is the little angel that my mother-in-law made for me out of the leftover sash material of the flower girl dress she made for my wedding. Look, the angel even has my hair.
This is the creepy Q-Pee doll elf that Brian hides in our tree each year for the rest of the family to find. He's posable and has wicked-witch-of-the-east green and white striped stockings. As you can tell, he's usually placed really close to the trunk and each year I try to see that he remains in the tree as we take it out to recycle, but alas, the sneaky elf always seems to end up back in the ornament box.
This is Brian's orange burlap tree stocking. And that's not felt glued on top, it cotton most likely cut from old shirts and dresses. Someone spent a lot of time on this one. Brian always hangs this ornament front and center on our tree saying, "This way Santa will see it. I'm sure Santa will fill my tree stocking this year." But honestly Santa always forgets. I mean really, you have to be a good boy ALL year to get your tree stocking filled. And anyway, I don't recall him ever looking inside it Christmas morning either. For all we know there is an old chocolate coin rotting in there from 1974.
And the last I'd like to share with you today, the spooky eyeball. I'm not sure where this came from or why it's on the tree, but it sure does look festive staring out from the pine needles. It's blue iris provides such a nice color contrast to the red plastic faux felt bows. Ahhh, isn't our tree bootiful!
This is the little angel that my mother-in-law made for me out of the leftover sash material of the flower girl dress she made for my wedding. Look, the angel even has my hair.
This is the creepy Q-Pee doll elf that Brian hides in our tree each year for the rest of the family to find. He's posable and has wicked-witch-of-the-east green and white striped stockings. As you can tell, he's usually placed really close to the trunk and each year I try to see that he remains in the tree as we take it out to recycle, but alas, the sneaky elf always seems to end up back in the ornament box.
This is Brian's orange burlap tree stocking. And that's not felt glued on top, it cotton most likely cut from old shirts and dresses. Someone spent a lot of time on this one. Brian always hangs this ornament front and center on our tree saying, "This way Santa will see it. I'm sure Santa will fill my tree stocking this year." But honestly Santa always forgets. I mean really, you have to be a good boy ALL year to get your tree stocking filled. And anyway, I don't recall him ever looking inside it Christmas morning either. For all we know there is an old chocolate coin rotting in there from 1974.
And the last I'd like to share with you today, the spooky eyeball. I'm not sure where this came from or why it's on the tree, but it sure does look festive staring out from the pine needles. It's blue iris provides such a nice color contrast to the red plastic faux felt bows. Ahhh, isn't our tree bootiful!
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I love this post because I, too, have my all time favorite and least favorite ornaments. Matt doesn't understand this. Maybe it's a girl thing?
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