We put up our tree this weekend.
It looks pretty awesome.
This is our first Christmas in our house….
meaning this is our first Christmas with a real tree
(real trees aren’t allowed in Chicago high rises)
Our place smells like the north pole.
We picked out a tall one - a tree that could hold its own in our two story living room window. And we swapped out our standard white lights for colored bulbs…
more kid friendly, we figured.
Speaking of children,
you can only imagine how much my oldest nugget loved this whole tree business!
She must have climbed up and down this step-ladder a hundred times,
with an ornament in each hand, which she then passed to whichever parent was closest.
(Can you believe only 2 ornaments were harmed in the decorating of this tree?)
Hazel strung the garland around her neck and carefully inspected the Dickens village we set up. She was, however, entirely bothered by all the “crumbs” (pine needles) that fell from the tree.
After placing the star on top and skirt around the bottom, we turned out the lights and sat back to admire our work. and share an eggnog.
…which Hazel seemed to think was a weird chocolate milk.
Merry Christmas Tree.