The older I get the more I enjoy the chaos and joy of Christmas decorating with children. Squealing with delight and all of the joy and inhibition of childhood they bounce from one thing to another.
We have soup, finger food and conversation. My teenage boys had hauled the decorations and trees up earlier so I was not expecting them and was thrilled when they came and bringing a friend.
Little ones were busy fluffing tree branches and adding bulbs with the teens and the grown ups. Our youngest helper in her polka dotted red dress stacked the bulbs on her favorite branch. Little girls took turns climbing the ladder to decorate the middle while the boys were playing tag.
As I stood back to admire the trees with my husband...we had to smile. All of the bows were lined up on one side while the white bulbs were on the back. I asked him, "Should I fix it?"
"No. It's sweet," he said, "I like it." I smiled. We are definitely getting older.
I love the way our church loves the youngest among us. Loving, mentoring, experiencing and living life together.
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