Decorating the Tree

My eyes are red from surfing the net. Almost as red as the tiny bow my mother holds up.

"Look at this, Ilana. Where should this go?" she asks.

My eight-year old finds the perfect bough for the tiny ribbon to call home.

The bellow of my ten-year-old dum dum dumming Christmas carols as he plays on the computer echoes through the room.

"What joyful noise," I comment and open a new window on my browser.

Stockings, candy canes, ornaments and more whacky holiday tunes make their way into our moment.

It's Christmas once again.

Wishing your family the best, moment by moment, this holiday season.