Holiday Traditions
When I was a child the Christmas season in our house started exactly two weeks before the day and lasted until one day after. Part of this may have been the fact that me, being a child, was enough chaos without the tree and trimmings. Part also was the fact that I could be forced to help with the hanging and the putting away of the green. Once I went off to seek my fortune, mom's Christmas season stretched out from Thanksgiving weekend, and last through new years day. Part of that may be the fact that there is no child underfoot creating chaos. Another part may be that she needs help with the hanging and the taking down of the green.
One thing I have noticed however, is that as she gets older, her decorations get more elaborate. She's getting crafty making her own decorations, and seeking ideas (and supplies) year round to aid her in her yule time efforts. You'd be amazed at what she can do with a knotty pine stump.
This very special Jetson's Christmas artifact once assembled looks really nice and not 50's future art deco at all. Mom has a plan, dad uses the tools and as you can see, even Sara's involved. That pained look on her face has more to do with the hour than the activity. Dad likes his wind up chiming clocks. From five minutes til the hour, until five minutes after the house is a cacophony of dings, dongs, and chimes. But no coo-coo's. Dad does not like the coo coo clock. This picture was taken around 10am. I am not allowed to have more than one wind up chiming clock and even that gets me discouraging glances between the hours of seven and twelve.
