D is for Decorate

We decorated our tree last weekend and had a lot of fun.

Beatrix got to put on her first ornaments. She is crazy about Christmas decorations, but especially bells. We found this out when we took her to the Christmas aisles at Hobby Lobby and she began squealing with delight. Soon she made up her own baby sign where she shakes her hand like she is ringing a bell, which means "jingle" or "give me that shiny Christmas bauble" or can also mean "sing jingle bells".

Brent is the chief Christmas decorator in this house and he was excited to get a huge tree, even if we didn't make it to the Christmas tree farm this year.

Helping the girls put up the ornaments on top.


And a picture of our lovely tree before today's tragedy. I heard a crash and ran into to find that the tree had fallen on Ella and Mabel so that I couldn't even see them. There were vintage glass ornaments and broken pieces of glass all over the rug. I was carrying the baby and both girls were barefoot. What would you do first? I pulled the tree off the girls, got them out of the room safely, had Ella hold Beatrix while I tried to right the tree. The tree fell again. More shattering. Ella is wailing, "No more decorations! No more tree!" Then I finally sent them all up to their room so I could clean up the glass, left the tree on its side and we got it all set up again when Brent got home. And that is the story of the undecorating of our tree. Someday we'll laugh I'm sure. Now to redecorating.