It got down to 26 degrees last night. And this is TEXAS! Needless to say, it's feeling pretty Christmas-y around here.
My dachshund, Bronte Cinnamon Glittershines, loves to sit in front of the fire.
This year's Christmas colors will be.....
...and Robin's Egg Blue.
Each year, we use the same metallic ornaments, and switch out colors.
Then promise her a Christmas cookie and she decides she'll wear it after all. Did I tell you I've never let her have a cookie? Ever? Perhaps because I'm the meanest Mommy on the planet. Mainly, I just hate the thought of cramming my baby full of junk. The poor thing gets excited over yogurt. I did give her one piece of Halloween candy---a Tootsie Roll. So, I swear I'll let her have a few tastes of Christmas junk. It won't kill her, right?
I found these silly socks for a day of holiday shopping. Aren't they ridiculous? A dignified, grown woman really shouldn't run around in things like this. However, I'm neither dignified nor very grown up, so I guess I can run around in a striped thong if I want to. No, actually. That would just be gross.
I'm working on a project to keep Miss Baby out of the tree. I'm photographing it as I go along, and will post the results when I'm done. What have you guys done to deter your baby and/or pets from destroying your tree and electrocuting themselves?