J: Tonight, mom walked into the house with a tree. That's a first.
Then Winona started unpacking a whole box of toys with little hooks that mom kept reminding her to keep away from me.
So far, I'm not seeing the fun.
My sister, however, was SUPER excited--dancing and singing about how much she loves Christmas, making repeated mention of cookies and presents.

Mom kept trying to get something in there about Solstice.
Uh-huh, whatevs.

And then there were pretty lights! I'm starting to catch on.
And if you let me chew on this gingerbread ornament, I'll sing Jingle Bells with ya, mom.

When it was all up and decorated, Winona read "How the Grinch Stole Christmas" to Bodhi (foreground), Lucy and me.

I get it now.