On Thanksgiving Day our house looked like this, Fall and natural-ish:
And by Sunday afternoon it was full on holly jolly around here.
How does it happen so quickly for all of us?
There was even an early hand-me-down gift under the tree.
This is my brother in 1974 with his birthday loot. My folks say I played with the giraffe too, but there are no photos and I only remember that awesome green tricycle. Yes, they lead tested it and we are good to go. And of course, Desmond loves it.
It still seems a little dangerous to me but no more so than the ever alluring, giant, lighted pine tree in our house. Looks like I'm going to seriously be on my toes until January.
Yikes, the madness has begun.