Oh, Christmas Tree

We finally got our Christmas tree yesterday. Normally, I want the biggest, fattest tree we can find. But this year, the baby and I are just not feeling up to decorating a monstrosity. So we settled for this seven-footer. I wrapped the lights and let the kids do the rest.

And they only fought once.

And only broke two ornaments.

Before they started decorating, they argued over who would place the star on top...well...we don't actually have a star. I don't remember what we usually put up there. Since that argument happened before the decorating, I didn't count it.

Yes, I see the holes with no lights.

And the holes with no ornaments.

And all the red ornaments all clumped together.

And I'm leaving them all just like they are.

I guess that's the 'gift' this baby is giving me this year for Christmas...the ability to let go of all my 'want-it-just-how-I-want-it-ness'.