The Easiest Christmas Tradition

William was sleeping in his bed, my lunch was eaten, hair washed and bladder empty, all immediate needs met.  Perfect time to finish painting my kitchen so I can do some Christmas baking and decorating. Cue music!  After stupid teeny bopper holiday love song was over, classic Dean came on crooning and convincing me to let it snow.  I loved it!  Though my emotions took their cue to adjust into holiday mode: happy, sad, energized, exhausted.  You name it.  Sometimes explainable, sometimes not.  You know what I'm talking about.  Christmas music just does something to me.  Us.  This song (not to mention the movie scene) can break me in the strongest of moments.  But I'm ok with it.  Being overly emotional is the easiest Christmas tradition.