Decorating for Christmas and other Misc. Ramblings

 O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree...

Let's go back to the beginning, shall we?

We finally upgraded to a larger fake tree this year.  I was almost tempted to go real but then I remembered that I won't be able to keep the tree up as long, I have to remember to water it and I can't keep the lights on 24/7.  Okay, all waking hours.  24/7 is a teeny bit exaggerated.

While I decorated the new tree, the boys fought over ornaments decorated their own little trees.

Tucker stayed up and helped me finish.

He has since torn every ornament, light and ribbon off the tree...multiple times....per day.  

I knew he was going to be like this.  I don't know why I decorated all the way to the bottom.

 I love Christmas when I get to bust out all the poinsettias and lights.  Hi, my name is Meagan and I am addicted to red flowers with white lights.

The stockings were hung by the counter with care...

Fisher was very concerned about us not having a fireplace this year.  I reassured him that Santa would find us.  Just to be safe, we put a "Santa, please stop here" sign out in the front yard.

I remade my ornament wreathe and used my brain this time and didn't use glass ornaments.  Last year, my old one shattered.

The nativities are out.  It is officially Christmastime.

Living in Virginia doesn't feel much like December.  Todd's parka from when we lived in Nebraska is pretty funny to look at sitting in our closet.  I will complain about how some days are cold but I am only cold because I am in flip flops and a vest.  I haven't busted out a coat yet.  We have had wacked out temps lately with it 75 one day and 45 the next.  Mostly it seems to stay in the low 60's.

 Tucker loves being down on the ground with his big brothers.

 I bought Fisher the Magic Tree House series and he has eaten them up.  He has read 25 of the books over the last two weeks.  I love seeing what a little bookworm he is.

 For example, he always has a book in hand.  Even when trying to scoop salsa onto a chip and then put it into his mouth, he refuses to look away from the book.

 He eats with a book at the table.

 He reads to his little brothers.

 I love these moments.

 He races Cooper & Tucker with a book in hand.

 They love doing this.

 Someone always ends up hurt.

 Fisher was student of the week in his class last week.

 I love the things he wrote about himself.

 I love his letter to Santa even more.  My favorite it is the "I love you Santa   By" at the end.

It is so fun when kids understand and truly believe.

There is a reason this is called a wish list.  There is more wishing involved on this list than dreams coming true, I'll tell you that much.  I think Santa can handle the box of candy canes. :)

 I have been trying to do fun little Christmas activites with the boys everyday but it has been hit and miss.  Truthfully, the boys have been stinkers lately and would rather spend all their time FIGHTING.  Constantly.

 The gingerbread house has since lost all of it's decorations.  I think it might have something to do with two little boys who love candy.

As I mentioned in the previous post, it is impossible for me to keep the house clean these days.  Laundry NEVER stops.  I am amazed at the amount of laundry that seems to never disappear.  The only time I can get anything done is at night when everyone goes to sleep.  At 2am I find peace and solace while folding laundry by the light of our old Christmas tree, watching MY shows and drinking sparkling cider.  Ahhhh.....

Cooper has to reign on my parade and drink all of my cider.  This kid is a sucker for anything carbonated.

With all the up and down temps, Cooper and Tucker have both been sick.  Runny noses turn into this EVERY.SINGLE.TIME.  

I dread this time of year for that reason.

We wore blue the other day for National PKU Awareness Day.  We have some friends from Louisville with a little boy who lives with PKU.  You can read about his story here.  Heidi is such an inspiration to me. I struggle getting my boys to eat veggies let alone what she has to do for Owen.  

 I just thought Tucker looked so cute in his little Christmas bottoms that I had to put this picture up. :)

And last, but not least, here is the Christmas card picture you will not be receiving.  Fisher looks psycho, Tucker looks like the spawn of WWE's Undertaker and the only word I can think of to describe Cooper is "pipsqueak."  I don't know if I am going to get around to Christmas cards this year.  We'll see.