Christmas time, like my birthday, is a favorite time of mine. My house is beautiful at Christmas time. My mom and dad have been married for twenty five years and have acquired through those twenty-five years a lot of Christmas decorations. We have wreaths and trees, snowmen and santas, nativity and stockings galore. My house is like Santa's workshop.
My mom and dad put up the tree today and it looks beautiful shining from just inside the big entryway window. The garland wrapped around the stairs is one of my favorites, it just seems so dressy.
Red and white candy cane lights are attached to the roof and windows outside and a nativity set shines from behind the porch.
Upon entering the house it smells of hot cinnamon apple cider and home cooked food. A big rug with Santa on it hangs from the top of the stairs and homemade crafts and pictures grace the tables, windows and walls of the house everywhere.
My mom even has Christmas soap and handtowels. We change the pictures throughout the house to Christmas paintings my grandmother made or tapestries my aunt sewed together decades ago. My mom sets up candy dishes around the house that hold candy canes and m&ms.
Huge wreaths hang over each of the four big open windows in the family room and the stockings are hung on the mantel just below the snowman statues.
Snowballs (the cookies) sit in Christmas tins on the counter and chocolate chip and sugar cookies bake in the oven.
The house holds magic in that wintry season and I can't wait to return home and find that magic in a few weeks...oh it seems like so long from now.
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I can't even express how much I love your home at Christmas and how much I can't wait to get there. I got the most wonderful mental image from your description. Three weeks, love. I miss you so much...
christmas time is fun! :)
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