For most of December, we give up the breakfast porch
The Magical City of Scott
It truly is a sacrifice for the city fills the porch
No breakfasts there, no teas there, no afternoon reading there
It's only the home of the Magical City of Scott
It looked like this -
Our village, tiered with a downtown and a residential area
And after breakfast,
eaten in the dining room
We began dismantling:
It's never packed the same way twice
Just fit enough buildings in a bin to fill them
The fluff and accessories and trees
fill out those spaces in each box
And then the box gets lugged down to the basement
The tables are put away (at least the card table and the big folding table)
And the material used to make the tiers gets put away
We use toilet tissue to support those tiers and it's taken upstairs
(Last year we didn't have to buy toilet tissue until July!)
Finally, all the houses are packed away and taken downstairs,
the tables are put back in their places
A good vacuum
(for there's a lot of "snow" on the floor)
And then the room gets a good clean
And tonight we'll have supper once again in the breakfast porch.
Why do we do all that work
(It's a big job to lug all those tubs upstairs, a bigger job to do the "bones"
of the design, and the biggest job of putting all the houses in their places).
For these two little girls.
We want Lucy and Piper to believe that there truly is some
Christmas magic at Nana and Poppy's!
So far, they believe!