In an effort to retain some semblance of normalcy during our remodel, and because our front window screams out for a Christmas tree, we spent a good portion of today gettin’ Christmassy. We went and got a tree — luckily I was able to talk Ezra out of the blue-flocked one.
It’s up! Man, that’s a tall one.
After I hauled all the boxes up from the basement, the boys had a blast going through all of the ornaments. (Fun for them; nervous breakdown for me — some of these ornaments are very old and fragile!)
After an emergency trip to Target to get more lights, Finn and I started putting the ornaments on the tree. (Ezra and Bruce started working on his Aveson family project.) It was chaos.
But after a while the tree was done, the stockings were hung, and the room looked like this.
And the train is running.
It feels a lot like Christmas around here.
Oh it looks beautiful. That window does scream for a big tree. I think the blue flocked one would have been beautiful. Maybe next year in the yard. For several years growing up we couldn’t have a tree inside for some bizarre reason, so my dad would throw an old tire on the ground as the stand and we would just cut one down from the wilderness. Boy my life was tough. Love Finn with his shark ornament.