After we set it up I let Abby decorate it. I got out all the ornaments that were Disney or cartoon themed and let her go at it. I have to admit I'm a tad anal about my Christmas tree so it was rather painful for me to let her decorate. For the first few minutes, after that I forced myself to let it go. She was having a ball. The vast majority of my stuff is from Hallmark so they're all individually boxed and every time she opened one it was like she was opening an amazing treasure. There was a lot of "Oh Wow's" and "That's amazing's" thrown around tonight. Then she opened a box containing a Boots ornament my Mom got her last year, "Holy Crap!"
Me: Umm what did you say?
Abby: I said, Holy Crap!
Me: You said what?
Abby: I said Holy Mushrooms. Yep, that's what I said. Holy Mushrooms!
When I was little my Mom would do all the Christmas decorating while Dave and I slept. It was pretty cool to wake up and have the house "be Christmas" cause my Mom went all out when she decorated. I used to think that my Mom did it that way to really enhance the wonder of Christmas. However, after decorating a tree with a 4 year old I know she was just smart. Really, really smart.
Noticed the heavy ornament saturation on the lowest branches. Also note the extreme lack of ornamentation above the 3 foot mark. After she was safely tucked into bed I redistributed the ornaments more evenly so the tree didn't come toppling over. I'm hoping she won't notice the difference tomorrow. The odds of that aren't in my favour though.
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