trimming a tree

Two days later, we decorated the tree. My siblings brought all of the boxes down from the attic, and my dad got to work stringing lights and garland. We played Christmas music and got right to the business of being festive. Jameson hung his share of ornaments and had a blast. Even William had fun. We ate our first round of Christmas cookies and breathed deeply of sweet piney air. And when we turned off the lamps, lit candles, and gazed at the tree, we didn’t even mind that it’s the tiniest little thing we’ve ever had. ‘Cause it’s still beautiful, and mostly, it’s still special.

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