I want to put the angel on the tree!
No, it’s my turn!
Ahhh, this is the time of year when I actually welcome discord among our children because I know these days are fleeting.
Eight years ago when Caprice, our miniature poodle, celebrated her first Thanksgiving, we inadvertently began a Christmas tradition. Unschooled in canine territory, we enthusiastically shared our turkey bones with her to her belly's displeasure. The next day, on the way to the vet, my husband and I noticed the candy cane striped canopy towering over our neighborhood nursery, signaling the arrival of our favorite season. That afternoon, we returned home with one healthy pooch and a ginormous Christmas tree.
Cut to 2016, and we still kick off the season the Friday after Thanksgiving, when our refrigerator is still brimming with remnants of Thursday’s feast.
Now, sitting pretty in a demure corner of our new home, she is admired by a pack of season lovers who will thank her daily for her part in the merry making our family loves.
Best wishes for an exquisite holiday season!