My house is not beautifully and immacutely decorated.
There is a little clutter, and a few pieces of laundry littering the living room.
There are some noisy, and quite cheesy, sing along figurines, that sing classic Christmas songs.
But, despite what others might call a wreck, and a mess, is my home.
And there is love that grows here.
This is my Christmas scene.
My boy, watching with eyes wide open, a train chug around the track.
Eyes that have wonder and excitement.
2 comments:
That's such a great shot of how pretty your tree is! It's so difficult to capture justhow pretty they are but you've done it!
This is beautiful!
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