It Was A Wee Bit Early

The day after Thanksgiving, I could no longer hold the twins back from putting up the Christmas tree. In hindsight, Little Man is a little young & grabby, and there is a lot of December left until I can take it down and no longer worry about broken bulbs being brought to me by tiny hands. (No Touching The Tree! Sheesh!)

It looks rather odd, but if you blur the scene enough, then all the holiday wonder really starts to show. 

We have corralled the tree around a fence, which Little Man has put a crack in. And in two days, some ornaments have already gone missing. I'm reluctantly considering a pop-up tree like this... no matter how comical/pathetic it may be.