I don't think that I've broached the topic of Christmas yet in this space. This is where loyal readers say 'Of course you haven't because you've only been writing this blog since like March, so when would you write about Christmas? Idiot'.
First of all, no need to be so harsh. I could have written about Christmas in June or July, but that would go against everything I stand for when it comes to celebrating holidays. I'm well aware that Christmas is something new to discuss in my neck of the blog woods. But I have a feeling that it should figure prominently in everything I write over the next few weeks.
This year we officially kicked off the Christmas season about as early as we ever have. I blame (or credit, depending on my mood) my lovely wife for her unbridaled enthusiasm for all things Christmas.
She spent Saturday while I was at work putting up some decorations in the house. She put the garland on the chimney. She hung a wreath on the front door. She put up star-shaped twinkling lights outside of our front window. I'm surprised she didn't throw the tree up while she was at it. I applaud the restraint that she somewhat showed there although I think she only did it out of fear of the girls pulling it down.
On Sunday we did some heavy duty yard work in our front yard which was loooooong overdue considering all the off days I spent NOT doing yard work. There were leaves to blow and rake, bushes to trim, lawns to mow and gutters to clean.
Since we were already out there and had the ladder out, my wife suggested hanging the Christmas lights. Sure. What the heck. So we untangled the strands we used on our trees before we went artificial (I know I'm like Scrooge and Hitler had a baby), and we strung those around the garages and along our gutter line.
It was nice to finally see our house lit up for the first time.
We didn't have lights the first year we moved in since we moved in right around Christmas and were more concerned with boxes and furniture than trees and twinkly lights. Last year we had these two other little distractions to worry about and with which to concern ourselves. So for the first time since moving in to our "new" house, we have decorations and lights up on the outside of our house. We're even the second house on the block to get into the Christmas spirit.
We took Grace outside to look at the lights for the first time. Ana missed out because she was sleepy and fussy. The look in Grace's eyes is the reminder that every holiday is better with kids. You could just see it all over her face. She was simultaneously in a state of joy and wonder. She didn't know how or why her house was all lit up, but it didn't stop her from loving it. And to see the huge smile come across her face made my heart melt.
It made me love Christmas even more.