We helped mama set up for Christmas at their house tonight, and as usual I got the warm and fuzzies that I get every year when I get to unwrap and hang all my favorite ornaments from my entire lifetime.
You can read the details about those favorites right here.
At one point, daddy wandered in and looked at the tree, saw our ‘baby’s first christmas’ ornaments and went back into the living room. Mama hollered, “Don’t cry, Phil.”
Doesn’t she know he’s too tough for that mess?