Our tree went up this week.
There was a bit of squabbling involved. I wasn’t well, so lay on the sofa directing affairs, and trying not to get annoyed when things didn’t look like I wanted them too. Half way through, I decided to just let the kids loose and stopped telling them what to do, and they merrily got on with festooning the tree with a mix of home made (I keep all their home and hand made decorations, carefully each year, treasured to be put on the tree) and some hand made bought decorations and our usual collection of glass baubles that we add to each year.
The cat of course supervised. She likes to make sure the baubles are just where she can get them. She will now spend the rest of the month staring at the tree and obsessing over the lights and baubles…
There was dispute about who got to put the star up, until it was decided that they should all do it together, and I took a photo…
It looks perfect. It’s not Pinterest worthy. No magazine would promote it as the ultimate stylish tree, but every year we make our tree our own, and this year has been tough, so our beautiful tree, making our room feel Christmassy, is just what it needs to be…
The tween and I may have stopped speaking to each other for five minutes after a dispute over decoration placement, but in the end it turned out fine, and love makes a tree far more beautiful, with it’s hand made, and made with little hands baubles, than any fancy designer creation…
O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree!
Much pleasure thou can’st give me;
O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree!
Much pleasure thou can’st give me;
How often has the Christmas tree
Afforded me the greatest glee!
O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree!
Much pleasure thou can’st give me.