Sound the alarm. Christmas is officially here, y’all.
Yesterday Rachel and I dragged the Christmas decorations & tree upstairs.
These three seasonal bears officiated the season with their musical chorus:
Can’t get enough? Another video can be found here.
These fellows are now residing over our fireplace, ready and eager to play us (you!) a tune. For the time being though, Rachel had to turn them off because apparently the middle bear and his corresponding bells started wigging out after hearing a distinct ringing sound from the television set.
Shortly after the bears kicked off the season, we assembled the tree. When Rachel plugged in the string of little white lights, my day was entirely made. How can one’s heart (or feet) help but skip for joy at the sight of little, sparkly, Christmas Tree lights?
More Pictoral Christmas Cheer for your viewing pleasure:
Merry Christmas, you guys. May your bellies and hearts be full of holiday warmth, always.
I fondly remember decorating your Christmas tree a million years ago. I cannot, however, stand behind having a Christmas tree up this early in “the season.” Maybe it’s because I work in retail, and they started playing 100% Christmas music at my store yesterday. And I’ve been looking at Christmas stuff since August.
Wait, the bears are cute, though.
Since we’re going to Chattanooga to see my family this year, I’m hoping to get away with not having to put up a tree at all this year, although I suspect it will be a cold day in Hades before that actually happens. It’s 87 degrees here today, I’m none too interested in Christmas decorating when I’m still wearing shorts and sandals.
No. No, no, no, no. It is not officially Christmas time until Friday. That’s moy story, and I am sticking to it. The War on Christmas begins this Friday!
Christmas never leaves us. It is always in the heart of everyone who believes.
That’s what I always say.