Christmas decorating began hard on the heels of Thanksgiving. So far the Christmas Village, lovingly collected over many years by my late mother-in-law, and kept in storage for more than a decade following her death until my girls were old enough to be trusted with it, is again set up.
The only problem was that last year they did play with it. Dragons rained fire from Mt. Snow. The proper little Victorian people partook in vulgar activities, some posed and jumped from rooftops to their doom. Kittens were tossed in the river. Dr. Who’s Weeping Angel even made an appearance. The girls enjoyed themselves, but their frivolous antics resulted in some broken pieces. To prevent more loss each of them were lectured severely about what would happen should history repeat itself. So far Snow Village remains safe from pillage.
Of course the usual critics inspected the decorating.
Some old world favorites are making their annual appearance. These delightful gnome/elves hale from Finland. They are so very sweet!
The girls all know that to touch the Nativity set is also forbidden. This set was a gift to me from my late mother-in-law on the first Christmas that we were married. I’d be heartbroken if anything happened to it.
That being said, and now that the village is off limits, A2 found a way to skirt the “meddling” rules by posting this sign near the Nativity set, but technically it isn’t touching any of the figures.
For those of you unable to make out the hastily scribbled note (which is probably everyone, considering how sloppy the writing is), it says, “And then God said, ‘Let there be Wifi!'” It sits next to the wireless router.
Getting the girls to school and work seems to be a never-ending task, so I’m woefully behind on Christmas knitting, writing cards, mailing packages, etc. Only two gifts have made it off the needles. Here is the first sock in one of three pairs to be completed.
Time to up my caffeine intake. Cheers, my friends!