Yes, we headed West of the Mississippi and found us a nice little plot of land to call our own. Now, not as hard as it once was, but it is still an adventure.
It's amazing how easy it is to nest when you know you are staying in one spot. We emptied all the duffle bags for the first time in probably all our lives since we both left home. Boxes with permanent labels are like treasure chests being pillaged for the first time. We even got a real live Christmas tree, after Thanksgiving, before December 1st to make the season last as long as possible. Pyper put up a miniature fake tree in her room, one I had as a little girl. I had thought my ornaments lost in the world until I came across some of mine today while putting up the live tree; the only dated one says 1990, I was ten. Somehow we have managed to obtain or make an ornament the last three years of her life, so I guess that's a fun tradition already started.
I can't recall the last time my home really smelled like Christmas. It's absolutely nostalgic and completely wonderful! There's just something peaceful about a room only lit up by the lights on the tree, a warmth that touches the heart.
In and out of the holiday season, I continue to organize and find the perfect place for things. Unfortunately Pyper caught and cold too. It's nice to have a place with no where to go for these occasions. She was a trooper and just has a lingering cough now. Tis the season of germs and lots of sharing!
Pyper being a tree too!
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