It's Beginning to Look alot Like Christmas

I'm always so happy when I open up my boxes of Christmas decorations. It's our history of our family. And, I really love them. I'm pretty proud of them, too. I think they're great. I love the fact that they're a tradition my kids can count on and enjoy. Thing is, I'm not a terribly social person. I don't have parties or get-togethers at my house. Which means no one gets to see my super cute stuff. So, I thought I'd share some of them here. Ooh and aah at will. I bought this adorable nativity about 6 years ago from Avon. It's plastic and completely 'playable'. I'm totally impressed with myself that the only thing we've lost over the years is the shepard's staff. I love the fact that baby Jesus can lay in his manger or Mary can hold him. It's fun to see how the kids rearrange things over the season.
This sleigh started it all. We bought it as a decoration for our wedding reception. It cost about $20 and was a HUGE splurge for us. We came up with the idea to buy a sleigh every year. We didn't for a long time, but about 5 years ago, we started and it's become a fun collection. (The snowman was a DI purchase, cost 50 cents.)
I painted these snowmen. I just think they're cute.

SO, I'd love to see some of your decorations. If you put some on your blog, leave me a comment so I can come and see!!!

Comments

  1. Michelle SDecember 15, 2010 at 9:09 AM

    Love your decorations! Especially the snowmen YOU painted! They're great!!

    If I had a blog I'd post some for you to see.

    Merry Christmas!

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