We are finally getting the tree decorated--I do not remember when we have ever been so late in this particular activity, but it may have just a little to do with the fact that the temps are in the 70's and it doesn't feel like the Winter Solstice is coming or that Christmas is right behind.
This is the very first thing that goes on our tree every year:
I stitched her years ago, mostly in metallic threads, not long after the Big Kid was born but before Baby Girl arrived. The angel has graced our tree for over thirty years now.
I realized something when Baby Girl was about six, skipping around the house in her red Christmas jumper with her hair in pigtails.
The angel's face looked a lot like Baby Girl's.
As we referred to Baby Girl as The Holy Terror in those days, it would have been nice if she had been more angelic. Luckily she grew out of that stage and has been a delight ever since.