I’ve got a confession to make.
I put up our Christmas tree before Thanksgiving.
For those of you who think I have done something utterly sacrilegious, I will argue my case.
1. My house is on the market. Seriously, someone could (they probably won’t but they could) buy our house and want to move in before Christmas. And the thought of the possibility of not being able to enjoy the beautiful lights at least one more year while I warm up my derriere by my fire was too much for me.
2. We had a completely free Saturday. Enough said.
3. Have you looked at the calendar? Thanksgiving is super-late this year. In years past, I could have had my tree up a week ago and it would have been after Thanksgiving.
So there you have it. Think of me what you wish.
Though the Christmas tree is up, I am not a skip-over-Thanksgiving-person. Our Thanksgiving tree is up too. I have much to be thankful for. As do my children. The following is a list of the things my boys wrote on the “thankful” decorations hanging from the tree.
Grandma and Grandpa
Fireplace (boys after my own heart)
Jayden and Josiah
Being able to give to the poor
Theatre room (we are a Duck Dynasty-Cake Boss-Movie-watching-popcorn-eating kind of family)
1 Chronicles 29:13 Now, our God, we give you thanks, and praise your glorious name.