My husband and I just got back from visiting Santa!
Okay…the kids were the ones who actually sat on his lap, and got their picture taken, and got the candy cane, but it felt like Christmas! Does that make sense? You know what I’m talking about, those things that you just have to do, smell, see, taste, before it REALLY feels like Christmas.
One of those things for me is (besides seeing Santa) is the smell of fresh paint. Weird, I know.
But every year, as far back as I can remember, our house has undergone a reno right before Christmas. Maybe it’s that my mom works best under pressure (like 30 people arriving in 24 hrs) or that my farmer dad only has time for these projects in December..but either way, the smell of fresh paint brings tears to my eyes and that warm gushy feeling that you only get at Christmas. I love it!
Merry Christmas everyone!!
The Farmer's Trophy Wife 