Run With The Fishes

Thanksgiving was good. Because I have to work today, we didn’t travel out of town. Instead I cooked a big feast for five. Our household enjoyed a lazy day (minus the cooking). In the morning we made Indian headbands out of construction paper, watched the parade (Ok, so Allison was the only one who really got into it), decorated for Christmas (nevermind that it is 80 degrees outside and totally doesn’t feel like it’s time for the holidays). Then we starved the kids, gave them snacks, watched some football, ate the feast, watched more football, played some games, had dessert, then called it a night with Allison yelling from the living room to Greg in the bedroom, “You better not pout Dad!!!”. We had been singing ‘Santa Claus is Coming to Town’.

Yes, we have stocking caps and Allison wanted us to wear them. She thought we all looked super cool. I can totally see why.

She was having tons of fun getting the decorations out of the boxes.

While I really enjoy it, and want the kids to really enjoy it, I think I may be too uptight about decorating the tree. The garland and beads have to be hung at proportional intervals. Ornaments must be spaced far enough apart that they don’t form a big bunch. I have to force myself to just let the kids put the ornaments on where they want already. Allison is just going to rearrange things anyway.