All the way to the tree lot my mind and heart were in a heated debate.
Heart: What we need is to decorate for Christmas.
Mind:We are sick. Stay in bed. Shut out the light.
Heart: Fresh air and the joyful spirit of Christmas will cure whatever ails us.
Mind: Are you for real?
Heart: Think of the children, and the heartwarming sight of a lit up tree.
Mind: Think of the lines and the hassle of climbing in to the attic to search for the tree stand.
Heart: A cheerful heart has no fear.
Mind: Bah and humbug. A cheerful heart doesn't vacuum pine needles.
Heart: This is going to be wonderful. You'll see.
They went back and forth like that. I side with the heart, obviously.
Only Max and I are sick and I think the fresh air was good for us. William and Alex are strong and capable, so I put them in charge. They found a good tree, and Max, Maria and I chimed in with our happy approval.
William and Alex hoisted our evergreen on to the roof of the
Now it is lit and pretty and cheerful and dropping pine needles...