PERFECT CHRISTMAS

As a young couple with no children, Nate and I haven't experienced a holiday at home--among our things, sleeping in our bed with clothes in the closet and not in a suitcase. Of course we want to be with family during the holidays, but sometimes I imagine what a Christmas would be like if I were at home. If everyone came to my house and I played hostess. No forgetting your favorite moisturizer. No sleeping on the couch or floor. No depleted hot water heater spitting out cold showers. Stressful, yes!
Lately, I go into a Christmas coma when I think about it. It's oh so perfect with everyone in gorgeous sweaters with rosy cheeks and tan faces. We'd go snowshoeing and cross country skiing on Christmas Eve and eat a delicious dinner that looks like this.























After dinner, we'd all sit around and tell family stories and keep the fire rolling. Nate might pull out his guitar and play some Christmas songs and we'd listen while sipping cider or hot cocoa. When the kids got tired we'd tuck them away and hang out as adults, playing games and nibbling on left overs. We'd all put out the final Santa touches and slowly disperse to our own beds topped with down and 400 thread count sheets.
The morning would be dazzling with no shortage of shiny paper and excitement. Late in the morning everyone would get bundled up and go sledding {at my house my dad pulls us on tubes behind his horses and it's great fun}, ice skating on the lake or compete in a grand snowball fight.

Could this ever really happen?