And with just six days to spare, our tree is (finally) decorated...
I was feeling a bit bah-humbugish prior to decorating. (In my defense, I was going on less than four hours of sleep.)
But then Annie started playing, Baby It's Cole Outside on my phone.
And I started making hot chocolate for everyone.
And the kids started getting excited about hanging up the decorations.
And Josh asked for a drumroll accompanied by an angel chorus as he finished hanging the final strand of lights on the tree.
And everyone put their Santa hats on (though there was some bickering over who got to wear which hat.)
And Josh Downs told everyone that they had to dance while they hung decorations.
And Courtney Lee was happy to oblige.
And if all of that hadn't been enough to lessen my bah-humbugishness, that little guy is always sure to put a smile on my face. (Josh and I decided to buy a Christmas ornament while we were in Germany a few years back. I wanted a sweet little Christmas Angel I had found, and Josh wanted this beer-drinking fellow that has absolutely, positively nothing to do with Christmas. We ended up playing roshambo, and as you can see, Josh won. Then, somewhere along the line, one of the kids broke off his left arm and I stored it in a safe place so I could find it/glue it on later. Now of course, I have no clue where I put his arm, so this poor chap had to give up his life-long dream of being able to double-fist his beer.)
And my grandma (who passed away 18 years ago) made that ornament for Roscoe-T, while he was still in my belly.
And then the tree started to fall over, for the first of many times. (Because we always cut down our trees out in the woods, they're always Charlie-Brown looking little things with tiny trunks that don't like to stand up in Christmas-tree stands.)
So Coley held up the tree while Josh stuffed some blocks of wood inside the stand.
We've each got a monogramed Christmas tree decoration. That one is Courtney's. (Actually, now that I think about it, I guess it could also be Cole's.)
And yes, that is indeed a Photographers' Workshop travel coffee mug. (I had them made up for the girls that came to The Hometown Workshops that I taught, but I kept a few aside for my house too.)
And that is an ornament I've had since I was a little girl. (Her poor head keeps falling off though.)
And that's a puzzle-piece ornament that Cole (or maybe Courtney?) made at school a few years back.
And that's the first D.I.Y. Christmas project I ever did. (I bought the decorations, had Ross paint them and then sign his name on the back - he was four.)
And that's Cole and Annie begging for a five-minute wrestling break.
Which gave Courtney Lee some time on the piano.
And then it was back to decorating (and dancing.)
And goofing off.
Yans made that one a few years back.
And unfortunately, it looks like maybe our kids are getting old enough to catch-on to all the "Christmas balls" jokes that Josh and I normally make.
I try to hide that ugly Beaver's ornament every year, but inevitably, someone always finds it and hangs it up.
And I know that last shot is out of focus, but it cracks me up, so it's a keeper.
Only two balls broken this year. (I think it's a record.)
And though the tree threatened to topple over, it never did. (That might be a first too.)
And then Courtney Lee decided to hang Snapshots of a Good Life pens on the tree as well.
Where did the year go?