I came home tonight to find that my in-laws got us the cutest little Christmas tree I’ve ever seen. Very short, round — a real tree. I hung the lights, Sam put on candy canes (they all ended up in the same spot, where he could reach). For some reason, that is my absolute favorite part of Christmas, before all the ornaments go on, and it’s just the lights. It’s so evocative of childhood to me. I don’t know why.
I’m not a big planner for the holidays. If it were left to me, I probably would forget to decorate. But it sure was nice to see that tree.