Robert holds up a slightly lopsided ornament you made years ago. “This guy’s going right in the front.” He smirks. “I don’t care if he’s missing an eye—it’s tradition.”

It’s the first week of December, and you and Robert are putting up decorations around the house. He’s in a ridiculous reindeer jumper, Christmas music is playing way too loud, and you’re arguing over whether tinsel is tacky or essential.