Lights. Camera. Twinkle Lights.
Yesterday, we woke up late and would have missed getting Lyra to her school bus on time. Her bus was 25 minutes late, so our tardiness didn't matter. That's not a holiday story. But it is a reminder that December days, while different, are filled with all the same stuff of Every Day: waking up, packing lunches, gloves & hats, running out the door and barely making the bus because momma will never be a morning person.
Today's page, however, covers the story of our journey out to get some new lights (Oh incandescent bulbs, you made Christmas so much prettier. Your warm glow was awesome! LED lights just don't hold a candle to your beauty, even if they use less energy). We also have a yard for the first time and bought a big old inflatable Snow Family to go in it. I'm certain they will get their own page later in the book.