I usually have my Christmas Tree up by Halloween. I’m a little late this year. Now, don’t go getting me confused with the Martha Stewart moms. I’m far from it. I live in an ugly house, I have ugly furniture, and I don’t even own a duster. What does that tell you?
But I DO LOVE CHRISTMAS!
I was mulling over the fact that we now have this five foot moose in place of where my Christmas tree usually sits. When I was vocalizing my concerns, Cale comes up with a solution. So this year, traditions are out the window.
Along with the tree.