It is always sad to pack up Christmas decorations. The house always feels a little bland and empty. Jimmy did not want most of them to go back in the box. He had come to think of some of them as his own toys. One day, I found all these on the floor next to the table they normally sat on.
I was quite impressed by the order they were in. I probably shouldn't let the kid think it is okay to play with breakable things, but any kid who is obviously this careful with them gets special privileges. And I am kind of a push over sometimes.