Liar, Liar, Pants Flambé

I NEVER decorate before December.  Ever.

The relentless begging of small children can wear you down and force you to abandon all the principles you hold dear.  They can make a liar out of you if they’re skilled enough.  Mine are skilled.

So, I caved on ONE. Just one singular festive display to keep them appeased.  The holiday hounds are nipping at my heels, but this seemed to fend them off until the weekend.

UPDATE: It was cloudy when I took those pics..the sun came out today, and now I have a disco kitchen!