Adding whimsy to our Christmas tree this year is a three-foot resident barn deer. He came to live with us after an excursion to Tanner’s Apple Orchard last Autumn. On the way, we stopped at a small gift shop. Above the entrance was a display of charming stuffed animals as large as the children who would love them.
The deer, in particular, had captured my attention but I wasn’t willing to pay the price. I was unprepared for the reaction of my husband, usually the logical one. He said, “Do you want him?”
“Honey, we really have no reason to pay that much for a stuffed deer. We don’t even have grandchildren!”
“I don’t know; he would look awfully cute next to the Christmas tree…”
I rained on hubby’s parade, refusing to encourage his whim. But as we drove away, I realized that such whims were extremely rare for him. “Do you really want him?” I asked.
Without hesitation, he said, “Yes. I really do.” We turned around, bought him, and took him home as our special barn deer. It was worth the detour and the price just to see my husband leave that shop with Tanner under his arm, his tail bouncing up and down with every step. We named him after the destination that led us to him.
May your Christmas be filled with the promise of the season… and a bit of whimsy.