A six year old who likes to do it her own way.
And two two-year-old twins.
Tree trimming with the family didn’t go exactly as I had imagined it. Boxes were flying…tissue paper was everywhere…bubble wrapped was getting popped…fights over who gets to put up what…tears. It was chaos.
But it was family time. And memories were most definitely made.
Note to self: when taking the tree down after Christmas, pack the ornaments that are kids friendly separately from the cherished, heirloom ones!