Christmas is a time of love

When I was little my sister and I sang a duet in front of the congregation at church. It was called "Christmas is a time of love." I haven't heard the song since, but every year it runs through my head. I remember the chorus. That's it.

But it's true. 

Christmas is a time of love.

 We are lovers of the Christmas tree around here. At night I sit in that chair after my kids are in bed and gaze at the tree. It's so relaxing and beautiful.

I have also been laying Gage in front of the tree. He loves the lights too ( I just know he does).

There is something magical about a Christmas tree.

 I am a lover of this little Santa Claus as he calls himself. He wears his big sissy's dress and rings his bell as he walks around the house. Love this little man. He also says "cheese" and looks away.

Love these girls and women. There is something lovely about knowing teenage girls and getting to interact with them multiple times a week. They are inspiring and wonderful and I was happy to participate in another

Christmas Magic last night.

Also wonderful is having women who help and serve and lighten my load tremendously, sometimes without me having to ask.

Christmas Magic is a tradition that our ward has had for many years. Every year at Christmas time we do something really special. Last night did not dissapoint.

It included: 

The Forgotten Carols on DVD

Mexican food galore

Christmas Candy Bar

Hot Cocoa

Ornaments 

Testimonies 

and good company.