Every year one of my favorite things to do is decorate the Christmas tree. A lot of my memories from childhood, at least my favorites, are from Christmas. Like decorating with my mom, making cookies when we had to use cups to roll dough because we couldn't afford a rolling pin, going to my Grandparent's on Christmas Day, etc. So every year I'm determined to make the entire Christmas season fun for my kids.
The day after Thanksgiving is when we traditionally put our tree up but this year we waited until Sunday because life got in the way. Matt HATES doing the tree so I let him off the hook as long as he carries all the decorations in from the garage and puts our tree up. I'll take over from there. We have a 6.5 foot pre lit tree we've had since we've moved into our house- so it's 5 years old. It's like the perfect size for our house and I like it.
Anyways- so here is me and the kids on decorating day. No makeup allowed on decorating day and we dress like bums. It's fun.
Then Batman and Stumpy fight with the tree so you'll notice the whole thing is tilting to the left.
But the best part? Is that Batman chews on the wires for the lights, while it's plugged in. The bottom third? No long lights up so we had to get REALLY white trash and put a string of lights on the tree. But after we did that we've noticed that half of those blink. So the bottom right hand side of my tree blinks.
This is the first year that our tree is decorated ONLY with ornaments with meaning. No crappy bulbs on this baby. Every year since Matt and I have been together we've had a tradition where we'd buy an ornament that reminded us of our year. I have a scrapbook and I take a picture of the ornament and then write why we got it, what happened that year, etc. And when the kids were born, we'd include an ornament for them. So this year, our ornament is from Chicago. I bought it back in March when we were there to see the Muse concert.
But this year it's a White Trash Christmas. OH!!!! And I got a cool shirt for this year's festivities.. it's bright green and says "Griswold Family Christmas" and has a picture of the station wagon with giant tree tied to it. AWESOMEBALLS. I can't wait to wear that baby. I'm going to take pictures of our ghetto outdoor illumination (I'm channeling my inner Clark Griswold there) this year. It's shameful and almost embarrassing to light up.