Our tree isn't very traditional, but it is for me. Most of our ornaments are nostalgic preschool ones, like this
I do really love our Norwegian decorations though. Heinous mice and styrofoam deer and beardy nissen.
I do have to show off a few gifts I'm most happy about though. In my defense I am still a child and allowed to brag/be a greedy gnome about presents. B jealz.From my sister, a book of art, photography, and writings of American youth compiled by David Levithan. He wrote a note in the beginning that is seriously inspiring, a wee excerpt for ye folke:
One of the great things about reading words or seeing art on a page is that it's the meaning, not the volume, that matters. A writer doesn't need to scream to be heard, nor does he or she have to worry that a whisper will be too quiet to be perceived. Even in absolute silence, we can be loud. Even in complete noise, we can be silent and still get our message across. The words make the voice, rather than the voice making the words.
Then this morning my dad and I ate pancakes and did Sudoku and sang along to Joni Mitchell together. During break I always feel like if I don't go out and do something fun all my time will pass me by. I forgot how nice it is to relax. What do you think, deer?And to all a good night.