Quiet hour, pomander and gingerbread house.

1. I wake before everyone else and the quiet hour is a gift to myself.

2. The scent of a decade-old pomander in our box of Christmas decorations.

3. Alec shows off the purple welts on his hand from squeezing the icing tube to draw tiles on the roof of the gingerbread house.

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