My first New Year holidays

A holiday. I don’t know the which one, but the name of it is New Year. Mum said it was my first New Year. If it is a new, does it mean that it will always be a new one? Or what? I’ve gone thinking… Strange things appeared in the house – the spruce from the wood, for example. Together we are trimming it with beautiful glitters, which I want to play with so much. From time to time I carry strange implements from one place to another, and have no idea what does we need them for. But soon all of them are hanging on the Christmas tree and it looks very sweet. I wonder why are all so mysterious, and what does it smell so tasty from the kitchen?