Something strange has been happening to me. It all began with this.
That inspired me to make this.
Which, in turn, made me haul out boxes to unearth these.
And since the atmosphere was becoming so festive, we had to make some of these.
And then…I started wishing for snow. (Which I have yet to receive)
Is this what Christmas spirit feels like? I thought that being away from family and being so busy (mostly I mean C) might dull the usual effect of the season, but it seems that festivity lives in the hearts of children – as long as H revels in Christmas joy, I suppose I will too.
