I love Christmas.
Well, I do love the day.
But more than that, I love all of the days leading up to the day.
(And the days in the week following, because I do not believe on stopping the celebration that day.)
I love them for the fun that they bring.
I love them for the excuse to be silly.
I love them for helping me to think about those I love and how to make them happy.
I love them for the movies, and the syrupy-sweet television specials.
I love them for the music.
I love them for the vast library of piano music I delve into.
I love them for the baking.
(I love them for the eating.)
I love them for the smiles they bring to my kids' faces.
Every day.
Mostly, I love them for the wonderful feeling that they hold.
To me, the best part about the Christmas season has to do with the way we spend our days.
And in our house, that always includes a lot of art.
At this time, the creations are simple... But I know they will evolve as my children grow.
I can't wait.
Every year I "put up" Christmas on Thanksgiving weekend.
Every year the kids add to it little by little until New Years' Day.
And every year, I "take down" Christmas by my birthday on January 15th.
It's always a nostalgic day...
I always cry a little,
But smile a lot,
As I remember everything we did to create Christmas that year and in years past.
Taking down Christmas is possible for me because I know that another season will come soon enough.
And with it, that wonderful feeling.
Here are just a few of the things that we did this year.
(Believe it or not, I know I take a ton of pictures, but I actually miss a ton of things too!)