Which means we came home from church to find the tree up and a whole bunch of other Christmas-readying stuff done as a surprise: parental figures walking in the door and noticing in 1, 2, 3…!
One other surprise: a photo Michelle had found of my husband’s great-grandfather all dressed up as Santa ~1885.
Looks to me like some handspinner tried to hide that last bag of merino fleece up the chimney and forgot it was up there.