Trim the Tree
Ryan and I have been together for over six years. That’s a lot of Christmases. Actually, it’s six. But who’s counting?
The first year we celebrated Christmas together, I had *just* rescued Ella from our drunk, asshole next-door-neighbor who threw her out into the snow one early December morning:
(Please, send me back to the drunkard.)
Poor cattledog! She had three types of worms and weighed only eleven pounds. Luckily, we had a sweater to keep her warm:
That was also the year that Ryan danced along with this light-up hotdog. In case you were wondering.
Year after year, we’ve had some pretty great Christmases…but there’s one thing we’d never done before this year: gotten a tree! Because we’re on the university schedule (first as grad students, and now as teachers ourselves), we’ve always gotten a really long holiday break, and have spent the majority of that holiday with our families, both in Seattle and in Louisiana. Because we’re not really home for much of December, getting a tree has always seemed like more trouble than it’s worth.
But this year, things are a little different:
I just couldn’t fathom celebrating Lila’s first Christmas without a tree of our own. So, even though we’re traveling a lot over this Christmas, this week, we headed out to get a tree for our house. Since we got the tree before December first even arrived, we’ll actually be able to enjoy it for quite a while before we leave.
She was in awe of the Christmas trees—so much so that we couldn’t get her to look at the camera for a decent picture.
And, a few days after we got the tree, it was so much fun to hang ornaments with Lila:
She was mesmerized by the lights and colors…and has since pulled down multiple ornaments. We tried to put all of the unbreakable ones on the bottom of the tree…but she’s still got her eyes on some of the pretty glass ones.
Hope you had a good weekend!