Oh Holy freakin Night!

If I only knew how hard it would be to put up the Christmas tree with a toddler running around, I would have gladly snatched up the Charlie Brown tree half off from Hobby Lobby and thrown it somewhere!

When the whisperings of the upcoming Christmas season began a few weeks ago, I whistfully daydreamed of having the perfect family night where we put up the tree: Tyler, Jack and I would be donned in our snazziest 'Leave it to Beaver' chothes, the radio would be singing songs of halls being decked, a tray of gourmet hot cocoa would be perfectly placed on the coffee table, and our family would lovingly and ever-so-gently hang ornaments. Let us not forget the ceremonious placing of the tree toppers by Junior who would be held up by his strong father! Reality then hit me in the form of a whofting poop diaper trotting by!

Oh, and did reality ever hit hard! It took no sooner than a full week to finally get our new tree covered in lights. All 1500 of them! I suppose this is what happens when your husband grows up in a household of electricians. When we (I say we, but only to make me feel better) finished stringing lights, it was time for the dreaded mesh. I love shopping and seeing the gigantic store front trees with mesh placed perfectly inbetween branches; however, I do not love trying to recreate that look for my tree. It took about 2 hours to get it wrapped around. I can give credit here to my severe bouts of anal retentiveness! It is not perfect, but I suppose I can live with it. Maybe. Ornament hanging went well until James Brown came on the radio! I thought dancing to "I feeeeeeeeel good!" while hanging ornaments would be a great way to burn off some extra calories. I ended up burning more by jumping from all of the ornaments that I dropped while dancing! James Brown had NOTHING on ol' Lynden Jack though! Each and every expensive ornament I have coincidentally either takes the shape of a football or baseball, so my son loved helping mommy with ornaments! I quess I should count my blessings that he only broke a few!

Now that I have my tree up and ready for Old Saint Nick, I can't help but sit here and count the days until it comes down. I think I just may leave it up until Valentine's Day! Now, how about that Silent Night?!