Christmas Tree

Guess what we've been doing today?
Well. Ok. It's not that hard, given the title.

What can I say about that tree? It's beautiful, and it's our first own tree ever, decorated by our first child ever, with lovely dangly bits that I'd already bought before the First Child Ever came along. Ah, the joy of anticipation: First anticipating the day we would get them out to have our own family Christmas at home, while they were hidden on top of a cupboard. And now anticipating the moment when beautifully wrapped presents lie under the tree, our First Child Ever enters the room, sings a Christmas song with/for us and joy and harmony abound.
For now we're quite well on the joy and harmony side. Only one fight so far about the decoration (Mum/Tara), only half a crown broken off the new nativity set's wise man (Tara/Jose), and only one bauble shattered (Mum/Leo). Tara did not protest (too much) either when we took the odd eclectic ornament back off the tree (her pink fairy wings, a blue dummy and a musical toy teddy), and the pink bauble she got to buy for pink's sakes was honoured with a place right under the angel. Also, Mum&Dad didn't tell Mum&Dad off for jointly opening and using the first present that amazon had accidentally delivered to Mum&Dad instead of Santa's workshop - a slow cook pot... Why enter cooking heaven only in 10 days when the gates have already opened now?

1. Fairy Lights

2. Ornaments

3. Finishing Touches

4. Festive domestic bliss

The only disappointment of the season to date is Tara's Advent Calendar. Never mind that I only managed to get it out on day 7, but it's Really Not Nice that I only fill one drawer a day, and only once. Tara 's question of the day, any day, is, "Mummy what day is it today?" She'll be standing in front of her calendar, opening drawer after drawer for the third time on the day, when she asks that, and accordingly my answer is not "Sunday" or "the 14th" but "There are no more sweets, you already had them all today!" Accordingly, the second big disappointment of the season will be sweetie cut-off day in early January (at the latest) - but that horror is in the future.

On that note, off to feed the baby seasonal biscuit and slow-pot dinner fuelled milk. Under the sparkling tree. Aah, joy!