I have a confession: This year I put my tree up before Thanksgiving. Initially I was a bit ashamed at myself, but then I took comfort in the fact that I am an expert at justifying my actions.
It's baby's first Christmas.
I'm half Jewish; we overcompensate.
Uhhh... daylight savings time?
Thanksgivingukkah confused me; I didn't know what I was doing.
Hey, if Target can do it; so can I.
Er... Maybe I was reaching a bit when I called myself an expert. The real reason was that we were travelling for Thanksgiving and usually put up the tree after turkey day, buuuuuut since I wouldn't be there to do it I unwrapped my boxes of crazy early and got the tree up an entire week before it's socially acceptable to do so. I'm so ashamed.
Those of you who have been
stalking following the blog for a while now may remember that Paul and I have a yearly Christmas tree-dition we partake in. In honor of our nicknames for each other, each year we buy each other a bird and bear ornament for the tree. It's a bit silly how much I look forward to this every year.
This year we both went with creatures of the stuffed variety.
We're clumsy; it's for the best.
Of course now that we have an ankle biter all up in our business, I suppose we should let her in on the fun too! We couldn't decide what animal she should be; just that our habit of calling her our little bug isn't a good enough reason to invest in insect ornaments. Ew.
In the meantime, while we try to figure out her spirit animal, we bought her a raccoon. It seemed fitting after we dressed the poor kid up as one for her first Halloween.
What's your favorite holiday tradition?