George and Meredith stopped in the doorway, almost too shocked to move another inch.
"It looks like Santa threw up in here," he murmured.
"Just go with it, we're being supportive," Meredith muttered back.
"Oh hey!" Izzie turned around, smiling brightly, with decorations still in her hands. "What do you think? Did I go too overboard? I know, I know sometimes I can go a little overboard."
"No, we love it!" George said, a little too cheerfully.
"It's great," Meredith put in.
"Oh yay!" Izzie cheered. "I love Christmas!"
"We know," Meredith said, more to herself.