Nothing puts one in the mood for Christmas like dead leaves composting on the brown ground while raindrops pummel your window. Maybe that’s magical in warmer climates {and, in reality wouldn’t be too bad when paired with 70 degree weather}, but for 10 days before Christmas in the upper Midwest? Nope. This doesn’t cut it.
Mother Nature, I shake my glittery, mistletoe laden, bell ringing, ornament hanging, Christmas song waving, wrapping paper tooled fist at you.
However…this face. This face below…this smiling, wonderful, sweet little face could put anyone right back on the Christmas train track.
