Saturday, December 8, 2012
Making your 5 year old really happy
Turns out it's pretty easy: his own Christmas tree in his bedroom does the trick. I don't like to bring the big tree in until after the 20th. So big, so messy. I like the idea of a big tree, and it's always nice to look at, but the actual mechanics of it are tedious. Not, though, if you're five. If you're five it is very hard to understand why the Christmas tree can't go up immediately after Halloween. This is our compromise, a little Norfolk pine that (hopefully) will live for at least a few Christmases. The lights are on a foot switch so he can turn them on and off himself without dealing with the wall outlet.
We're fine, just fine. I have good intentions and lots of ideas to share here, but never seem to create the time. Liam is singing Christmas songs continuously, which is sweeter and less annoying than it sounds, at least to me. We're planning an open house for the solstice, I think. I have until Monday to chicken out, but I probably won't, I think we can make it work.
When we got the tree today we also got the garland and lights for the outside of the house, which creates a clear plan for tomorrow. I'll try to post pictures; this tall old house looks its nicest all dressed up for Christmas.