As most of you know by now, by the time December gets here, my Christmas excitement cup floweth over. So by the time the first weekend of December arrives, I have my eyes and heart set on a Christmas tree. We decided to go for a real tree again this year, so last Sunday morning we found ourselves in a lot:
June went back and forth between wanting to be held/cling to our legs and wanting to wander like a little dryad amongst her kindred spirits.
We brought her home on the car, set her up in the living room and set to making her feel at home.
JP happened to come over that evening, so he helped us dress the tree. June was pretty interested in pulling the ornaments down in the beginning. We strategically placed all the sturdy ornaments in the bottom 3 feet of the tree. Since then, though, she's become more interested in clicking the button to turn the lights off and on.
I think I'll go make a mug of hot chocolate and just stare for a while. Happy season, all!