Decking our Halls

I am of the opinion that childhood should be magical whenever possible.  There should never be a doubt that Santa Claus is real, there is gold at the end of every rainbow, and pixie dust can be found, if only you look hard enough.  And there is no time of year that holds more magic than Christmas.

We began our yuletide preparation with - what else? - the tree.  Well, trees, actually.  I scored an adorable 2 ft. tree at Target for Ava's room, and let her have her pick of tiny decorations. 

Lila hung out and supervised.

Here's the uber-fabulous finished product:

Jealous?  You should be.

A few days later it was time to tackle the big tree.  Step 1: hit the tree farm.

"Hey Lady, get that branch off!" 
Yes, she said that.  Repeatedly.

Step 2: Bring that tree home and make it beautiful.

 

For the Lundstrom household, the magic of Christmas has officially begun.