




We were hoping to get some great pictures of our house surrounded by the white stuff. Well, the weather decided not to cooperate. All of Mildenhall looked wet, as if it had simply been raining all day. I wish I would have brought my camera to church. The fields were gorgeous covered in white, with little cottages, visible through the bare forest, sending little ribbons of smoke from their chimneys. It looked like a painting, too perfect to be real.
Later that night, Kevin turned on Christmas music while Weslee and I made Cinnamon Applesauce ornaments for our Christmas tree that’ll come on Wednesday with our ground shipment of goods. We scooted a Rubbermaid tub up to the kitchen counter. He stood on it and helped mix the cinnamon and applesauce together. It was a little bit of a chore to keep him from eating it after adding the white glue. He kept saying, “Mmmmm, yummy!” and would try to stick the spoon in his mouth when I wasn’t looking. He especially liked the part where we rolled out the dough and cut out the circle shapes. He played with the remnants, mushing them between his fingers and throwing them all over the countertops, while I made tiny holes in the tops to loop ribbon in later when they are dry. We stuck them in a warm oven to dry and the house smelled like cinnamon rolls the rest of the night. I can’t wait to put them on the tree, which we’re decorating inexpensively with things we can make, and see how it looks. I can’t wait for Christmas to get here soon!
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