O Christmas Tree...

I got a late night text from mom a few weeks ago..."You wanna come over tomorrow and help decorate?" I was so excited! I could have of course just invited myself over, as usual, and made plans to decorate but I suppose sometimes it's just easier to not make plans so you can be lazy all week. I like lazy.

We arrived to a big pot of squash soup - one of my favorites - simmering on the stove and a roaring fire in the fireplace awaiting the chestnuts. Roasting chestnuts is a long standing tradition in our family. One year the chestnut tree suffered from a boll weevil infestation and our crop was ruined. It just wasn't the same without them. (Believe that at your own risk.)

My pumpkin helped and helped and helped hang the ornaments. All in exactly the same place. One spot and one spot only. It was pure Two Year Old greatness. Definitely my favorite place on the tree. Reminded us of all the little ones before Joseph that did the same thing. My nieces Lindsey and Jessie and nephew David would arrive at Grandma's after helping decorate and go to inspect their spot on the tree, and would know right away that someone had spread their ornaments out. So they would move them back. Kids do the darnedest things.

We will head over there for our Christmas celebration on Saturday so everyone can do their families and in laws on Friday. But since I don't have any in laws to celebrate Christmas with, we get the day off!

He was really more interested in the toys than the lights or ornaments. But what can you expect? Of course he was finally really in to it when it was time to leave.

Ha! Our little Joseph with a little Popeye smile. I yam what I yam. Merry Christmas, toot toot!