Every year I put up our fabulous fake tree the day after Thanksgiving. And every year I hate the tree and everything on it by Christmas morning, and therefore every year the day after Christmas the tree comes down. Oddly enough every year I then make Joe promise not to let me put it up so early the next year, and every year he doesn't remember ever promising to do that... and therefore every year, I get all excited and put it up the day after Thanksgiving, again... Do you see a cycle here? :) Maybe someday I will learn. But that wouldn't be this year, cause well, the day after Thanksgiving I had that tree up and decorated! ::sigh::
Why, you might ask, do I hate my tree come Dec. 26th? Well because of these:
It's times like that when I have to remind myself that it's just "stuff." Sure one of the broken ornaments was Lacey's "First Christmas" ornament, and another one was 25 years old, but still... it's just stuff. And in case you are wondering, Matthew was fine. He pushed it over, so he wasn't in the path of destruction...
On a happier note, when I un-decorated it to fix the branches and pearl garland, I had to redecorate it, and I think it may just look better now than it did the first time. Still- It's a good thing that boy is cute. It may be one of the only things keeping him alive. Oddly enough, though fascinated with the things hanging on the tree he is not at all interested in these:
I hope you all have a FABULOUS Christmas! For that matter, I hope we do too! :) Merry Christmas ya'll!