I usually put the candles in the windows as soon as we set the clocks back, but this year I have to wait for Someone to move the boxes for me.
The Boy Scouts have a Christmas tree sale on the first weekend of December at our school, so we’ll get our tree(s) then. I love getting real trees there. I’ve gotten to know the tree farm owners a little over the years, we’ve been out to see their farm and it’s
beautiful, and it’s a fundraiser for the kids. Plus we have low ceilings, so we get the least expensive trees. Yeah, they make a mess. I’m over it.
I know it sounds a little Martha Stewart, but I make my own wreaths. We have holly, Southern magnolia, and cedar growing in the garden, and they could all use a little trim. So when I put the wreaths up varies from early December to Christmas Eve. (I got a lot of lip that year, but they were worth the wait!)
We also unsurprisingly have enough of the kids’ craft projects to turn the house into a fire hazard. I use them all with delight, even the unpainted dough lump hanging from a red ribbon that is supposed to represent a decorated tree. Actually that one might be my favorite.