|The nativity set my grandma made for me when I was a girl.|
|At eight I thought there was nothing cuter than these sheep.|
As I promised, here are the photos of the living room and dining room hutch. I notice in all these pictures how scuffed and worn the wood furniture and floors are. The furniture is hand me down. The house is old. We live here, day in, day out, with four children. No pristine antiques or carefully polished floors here. Just a lot of living and we wouldn't have it any other way.
The stockings are hung, but there's no chimney there. No hopes of St. Nicholas either. We don't do Santa; it's well known, mom stocks the stockings. If you're wondering why we have stockings with no chimney and no Santa, there's an easy answer. I adore Christmas stockings. I stitched all six, as the babies were born, and to each one added a bear. Every year, without fail, I find a place to hang the stockings.
Hope you have a wonderful weekend attending to your home (whether it be scrubbing the toilet or hanging a wreath) and caring for your family. Your love will show, in spite of scratched furniture and sticky faces.
Let all that you do be done in love.
I Corinthians 16:14