Colored lights...

Cozy and cozier. I love Christmas. Give me more. It's like living a childhood dream. My mamaw (my mothers mom) always had a tree with colored lights. This is the first year we've done colored lights instead of white. In the strangest way it brought back so many good memories of good food (my mamaw was the best cook ever) and dolls....she got me a beautiful doll every year for Christmas. It's amazing how a small thing like colored lights can bring a joyful memory to my heart.