Every year as we go into the holiday season, I think of the To Do lists. There is so much to be done. Decorating the house is just one of the things on that list. What surprises me every year is that I get caught up in the emotions of unwrapping all the treasures in tissue paper from well worn boxes. Ghosts from Christmases Past. Like the sleeping angel along with all the other angels in my collection. So people know how much I love angels so I'm always receiving them as gifts. I think of every person who picked one out for me and how much it meant.
My daughter Jessica made this ornament in first grade. I can just picture her tiny hands gluing the macaroni on this one.
Mr. Goober - I named him that when I was four years old.
Eric made this ornament in first grade. I love his sweet smile.
My Dad decided to make paper ornaments one year. I can remember him practicing on magazine paper to get the folds just right before moving on to construction paper.
This is truly a time when we're all drawn into a conspiracy of love.