Last year, amist all the lavish gifts and crumpled wrapping paper, I declared this year to be a Little House Christmas. I told them that they would only receive what would fit into their stockings--just like Mary and Laura.
This year they reminded me of what I said, except they wanted a tree just like the Ingalls may have had.
So we picked a tree from the woods (okay, really it come from Lowes, but that's near the woods of our house...) and strung some popcorn
with cranberries (that could have come from our backyard, if we had any).
I think I'd behave too if Santa was coming next week. :)