Pure logistics, people. Thanksgiving is just late this year, and we'll be out of town, and then next weekend disappears, and then before you know it the tree's not up until December 8 and we only enjoy it for two weeks before it all falls down. So we went for it. I think it helped that it was cold and disgusting this weekend and actually felt like we were on the verge of real winter activity - roaring fire (well, as roaring as it gets when the fire starts by flicking a switch on the wall) all weekend long!
|Ginormous tree, also an excellent tree fort for Harrison - thank goodness he leaves ornaments alone. We just have to hang the breakables out of the reach of Zach's tail...|
|The stockings were hung by the chimney with care...oh, wait, do we have a real chimney? Hmmm...|
|He of the wonky stocking (it turns! I think I need to throw a few strategic stitches in there to keep it facing forward) and keeper of the fire|
We also gave in to an impulse scentsicles purchase at Home Depot; they were a little overwhelming at first and a touch on the air-freshener-from-a-can scent side, but now they've pleasantly faded into a "oh, is that a real Christmas tree??" kind of scent coming from the corner of the living room. It's hard to beat the pre-lit tree that's relatively easy to assemble, especially when you can kinda fake it on the real tree scent front.
Happy holidays, y'all!