The Advent Wreath I grew up with as a child.
The kids insisted on using it once before packing it away. This year we lit candles without a wreath. The candles symbolize the virtues of hope, joy, love and peace. Having the wreath I grew up with will make the tradition even more special.
These wine glasses that my parents received as a wedding gift.
This vintage nightlight that my mom found at a thrift store
These books from my parents' childhoods
I was honored to receive them and they will be cherished here.
On a personal note, I finally, f i n a l l y, finished two of my own Christmas projects. My goodness, I was starting to feel like I would never get them done.
First, the birds. I finished the last two last night.
Most of the birds were stitched in between handing Jude his popsicle, bringing his water to his lips or rubbing his feet after his tonsil/adenoid surgery. That was some serious bonding time for the two of us. This is a boy who is normally quick to wipe off my kisses and too busy to spend much time cuddling with me anymore. And he's proof that even the most clingy toddler will eventually become independent when given time to blossom.
I also finally labeled the Advent quilt that I made in 2009. Procrastination? I think so. I'm not sure where I first read about labeling quilts, but I'm sure glad I did. I think it makes something homemade even more special.