We decorated the tree last weekend (I know, we waited way too long). It was a comedy of errors that included some crying, some stomping, but mostly laughing. We started with the kids cleaning up the area where the tree would go. Eva was carrying a bottle of nail polish and spilled it all over the stairs. She frantically tried to wipe it up, and only ended up smearing it and drying it to the woodwork. We eventually got it off, but not before she started crying and stomped to her room.
Then Chris made us some bagel sandwiches. He threw in a fried egg for good measure, and when I took a bite of mine, it spilled out and ran down my leg. I changed my pants, we laughed about it, and then Chris took a bite of his, and it promptly spilled all over his shirt. He got up to grab a napkin, and knocked my coffee, spilling it all over the table and my phone.
We almost decided to just give it up for the day, but instead I decided to coax Eva out of her room and give it all another shot. She cheered up a bit and decided to join us. As she was unpacking ornaments, she found an old favorite of hers, a gift from friends of ours when she was first born. She decided to spin it around in her hand, only to drop it and have it shatter in pieces. Again, she started crying and stomped to her room.
I had to pull out the big guns...Elvis, and Kenny and Dolly. I found my favorite Christmas records from when I was a kid, and played them as loud as I could.
I told Eva we were going to decorate, and that we'd love for her to join us, but that it was up to her if she wanted to participate. She tentatively came downstairs, and slowly gained momentum as she pulled each ornament out of the box.
We finally got it all decorated and gathered around for the annual picture in front of the tree, We tried for a funny one...
...but you can clearly see that Eva is not completely pleased yet. So we tried again...
...and this time her smile was for real.
Only two more sleeps until Christmas!!! I hope your holidays are happy!