This is what my husband sang (literally) while crawling out of bed last week when we got our first cold spell. I've never met anyone who loves this season as much as he does. From November 1 through January 1, he's in utter bliss. He reminds me of Will Ferrell in "Elf." He's that close to running around the house and kicking his heels together cutting out snowflakes out of paper and singing Christmas carols. He has even found the one radio station that plays Christmas music 24-hours a day starting November 1. He's getting ready to string the lights on our massive leiland cypress in the front this weekend, just the beginning of the festivities around our house. Others include several trips to the Grovepark Inn to look at gingerbread houses and drink hot chocolate, Jenkins family Gingerbread house competition, Thanksgiving football game, looking at Christmas lights in Greensboro, or course shopping, family Christmas cards, filling in our Christmas book, and attending multiple Christmas parties with and without kids.
Here's pictures from the last hike of the year at Mt. Pisgah a few weeks ago, Blair's other favorite thing to do. Holidays, here we come!
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