November was National Blog Posting Month. The idea is that you try to post once each day for the whole month. Let's just say that whoever picked November is masochist. I was doing ok, and then the holiday and all its preparation kicked in. So...glazing over the past couple of weeks? The busiest time of year at work (for me, anyway) passed in a whirlwind, HD impressed everyone by chowing brussels sprouts at Thanksgiving, and teething incisors is the work of the devil. You're all caught up!
We focused this weekend on getting our Christmas on. Heading out to get a real tree, we ended up getting dazzled at Home Depot by a glorious imitation 7.5 foot Black Hills Spruce, completely pre-lit with LED lights. Both Hubs and I are from families with a known legacy of fake trees, so we jumped. We put HD down for her nap, lit my mistletoe-flavored Yankee candles to complete the illusion of our faux tree, and got to work. The beauty took about 15 minutes to put together (*choirs of angeles sang*), so we got to dive right into ornaments. We thought for about 35 seconds about how to toddler proof the tree. I personally think methodology should vary from kid to kid. Our nugget? Curious, but relatively obedient. She puts stuff back if we tell her too...repeatedly. Rather than go all out with a baby gate to block off the tree, we decided to stick it in a corner (protected on at least 2 sides without even trying!) out of her normal path of destruction (i.e. it's in the dining rather than living room).
Upon waking from her nap, HD came down to behold the essence of merriment. We even saved a few ornaments for her to put on. She got so excited, she full-on attacked me. I have the mussed hair to prove it.
But it's all good, because then I got her to say Merry Christmas for the camera. Eh, sorta.
Kid has also taken a recent shine to that Santa Claus fellow. She points him out everywhere, and repeatedly reminds us that he is coming to town. Anytime she's thrown a fit this week, that song has talisman-like soothing qualities. I think the "better not cry" line is what tames our beast. HD also has rediscovered the same love of nutcrackers that she demonstrated this time last year. We have a pirate one on our mantel (natch), which totally made her giggle last year. Vid below was neigh on impossible to shoot -- me holding baby, maneuvering nutcracker and attempting to film all at once. But I'll leave y'all on that note, so I can get back to my hot chocolate.
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