I was afraid of this. Sigyn has caught the decorating bug.
That’s my girl.
Let’s hang these glittering yule balls instead. There is a green one, a red one, and a red-and-green one.
Done. Now Sigyn has decided we need a tree of our own. Very well, my sweet. Anything to make you happy.
Garlands, check. Ornaments, check.
Candy canes, check.
Very funny, Sigyn, very funny.