I realized this year, I am the only one who enjoys decorating the tree. Ayanna went back to U of A when we asked if she wanted to go get the tree. The boys sat in the car while I pulled trees from the tree lined racks, Jonathan 15 paces behind. After I chose the tree for this year, he asked why people put a tree in their house with lights & decorations on it anyway? I didn't answer.
I love the smell of a real tree and unpacking the ornaments I've had since my first Christmas. It is soul comfort ths time of year. Surprisingly, I didn't mind this year decorating alone. A new tradition may have been born.
Part for me and part for Jonathan. I make him a hot breakfast most mornings, so this seemed appropriate.
Do you have great memories around the tree? Whatvare they?