I wandered in the Library a few weeks ago to find a book to read, my book club had finished the latest and we are having a cookie exchange in lueu of our usual book.

I found a new book called "Christmas Lights" by Christine Pisera Naman

It is a quick and inspirational read, the book begins with separate vignettes that merge for a wonderful ending. I highly recommend this book if you are looking for a wonderful look into the magic of the season. It is what inspired a previous post about tradition and rituals.

It was shortly after finishing this book my oldest daughter came to me and asked if she could pick the decorating theme for Christmas this year since it is her last one at home.

She is heading off to college and even though she will be nearby she feels it is her last one.

The theme she chose was Holly, so with my husband traveling this week and Thanksgiving dinner happening at my parents I dug into the Decorations and put up the Tree.

I wanted to strike while the iron was hot. When you have kids you understand that those teachable and memorable moments happen while they are truly engaged.

So with much laughter and silliness the girls decorated the tree last night. All the while my father in law was pointing where the empty spots were. They asked about specific ornaments that have been collected over the years and I pointed out the first one I hung 17 years ago for her.

It was fun to step back and watch, So yes I am feeling a little like my Dad at the moment and am finding the joy of the holiday. My husband said he had spies watching me so I wouldn't crawl up on the roof to install the twinkle lights. Hmm, I know the neighbors would be watching...but spies?

Today is a sunny day in more ways than one, I wonder if anyone is really watching? Now where is that ball of lights.....