COLUMN: Bring on the peppermint cocoa

The ornaments are out of the box again, signaling the festive Christmas season is here. (The Enterprise/File)

We’re the family who skips pumpkin spice and goes straight to peppermint cocoa. 

We carved pumpkins while listening to Frank Sinatra sing Jingle Bells. We brainstormed Christmas gifts while we plunged apples down the barrel of the washing machine turned cider press. We whistled carols while we steamed grapes into juice. 

We finished up our last cutting of hay, wrapping round white silage bales while singing “it’s a marshmallow world in the winter...”

As soon as the pumpkins begin turning orange, the Christmas season officially starts at our house.

Everything Christmas except the tree. The tree doesn’t go up until the day after Thanksgiving—because of some crazy idea my husband has of allowing . . .