Ah, here is the little fella, wearing his Christmas best.
And yes, I've dubbed him "Charlie".
I was a little worried at first as we put the star on the tree...
and five minutes later it died.
Then we dug out the old Angel topper and five minutes later...
she was singing with the other discarded Christmas angels.
So we got a new angel and she shines, holding a star in each hand.
Sort of the a reminder of those tree toppers which have gone to the land of Misfit Toys.
(And yes, that is the Burl Ives' snowman character with his back to you)
So of course, we're calling her Charlie's Angel.
As you can see, Bou's stocking is like a little kid's.
If you can't read it, it says,
"Dear Santa. Let me explain."
And yes, that other stocking says Walter...for our Security Mockingbird.
Because as much as he sits on the front porch to sing,
I'm pretty sure he looks in the window to see what we're up to.
I didn't dare leave him out.
After all. I have to go past his security post to get to the car and go to work.
So, got any silly traditions of your own?