Eric pulled the boxes of decorations and the tree from the storage space under the house. It is a dark and terrifying space that I refuse to enter.
Out came our Christmas boxes to the delight of our children.
We turned on our holiday decorating records:
Eric assembled our "tree."
While the girls brought down all of the stuffed animals to watch the proceedings.
I set up the more delicate decorations around the house. Then it was time to decorate the tree.
For the record we do not teach the kids to believe in Santa, but somehow there are Santa hats. Whatever.