When I was in middle school I used to go over to my Aunt Maureen’s house after Thanksgiving and help her put up all her Department 56 villages, which I love more than everything, because, TINY CHRISTMAS-Y THINGS. When she passed away, and I was about 13, she left them all to me. This photo is probably about a tenth of what I have. My parents grudgingly keep them all in their crawlspace for me.
I put this table up about two hours ago, unknowingly preventing myself from being able to do literally anything besides look fondly over at it every twenty seconds or so. Yep, it’s still there. Oh wait…ok yes still there, aw! Oh my god, look at how pretty it looks now that the sun is setting. Wait…is it…ahhhh yes it is still adorable.