Last night we decided to put up the Christmas tree. That’s right. Thanksgiving is over, and the tree is up!
‘Tis the season and all of that!
As soon as my Dear Husband and I announced our intentions all five girls went completely berserk. There were jumping jacks, forward rolls, pirouettes, and even happy cries from Tiny Baby as she hung over my arm, observing the melee. Miss 2 now firmly believes that Daddy is some kind of wizard. She was racing back and forth yelling, “Daddy made a tree from a box! Daddy made a tree from a box!”
I haven’t seen such a big ruckus in quite awhile and that’s saying a lot, since our Thanksgiving roadtrip was just last week! I have to admit, I am a pretty uptight mom at times, and it wasn’t completely easy to watch them going so wild. I had to remind myself not to start shushing and calming. But it was totally worth it just to let them.
We took pictures of Daddy putting up the star. We looked over the cute little ornaments the girls always make at church and school. I took a moment to hang my favorite ornament~a gold heart that a dear teacher gave me many years ago. . . (sniff)
When we were done and in the kitchen dishing up pie, Miss 5, 6 and 2 snuck back into the living room to give the tree a hug for being so beautiful.
(No, it did not get knocked over. . . . .yet)
And if all the same ornaments are hung in one spot, or the tree branches aren’t arranged quite right, I can just wait until the girls are at school and straighten things out. The tree may not look perfect but it was a practically perfect evening. 🙂
