Some of you who have been reading for a while may remember that we have some traditions at our home for the Christmas holiday.
There have been a number of stories I’ve shared with you; from posts about light up holiday pigs, to hubby’s Santa wish lists, to the army of nutcrackers that station themselves in our dining room each Christmas. These stories have taken us on the perfect Christmas tree shopping excursion and to the inner workings of my mind (scary I know!) via my rendition of ‘Twas The Night Before Christmas.
You may recall last year (like every year according to hubby) when I ruined Christmas. This of course is hubby’s overly dramatic representation of my desire to add bows to our Christmas tree. If you remember THIS POST, then you may also recall that I prefer white lights on our Christmas tree. And after 10 years together, I have won this battle every single year (a small victory given how many battles I seem to lose). Well, last year I went out after Christmas and stumbled upon an amazing sale on colored LED lights. And, after much consideration and pondering, and agonizing, I decided to buy enough to decorate the tree with them. I figured this would be a nice surprise for hubby IF he was a good boy all year (no small feat) and, if you are starting to know hubby, you realize it would take a LOT! So, fast forward to now. We have had a whirlwind year. We found out we were pregnant (notice there’s that word “we” again… when we all know it was ME who was pregnant). Our little one arrived very early (NOTHING… and I do mean NOTHING was ready for his arrival). And, since he’s been a part of our lives we’ve had multiple trips back to the hospital, more tears than I can begin to recount and more worries than anyone should have when celebrating the birth of a precious young boy. But, this post is not meant to be a downer…. It’s just to illustrate that it’s truly been a tough year despite all the joys and excitement of expanding our family.
Soooooo, the holidays are upon us and we take the gazillion tubs of Christmas out of the attic. We then begin to discuss how the heck we are going to decorate amidst the baby swing, pack n play, bouncy seat, etc.. etc.. It’s a daunting task but we are up to it and we are trying desperately to cling to some normalcy to try to move past the difficulties we’ve had the last 3 months. As we sort through the outdoor lights, hubby gets a glimmer in his eye… as he realizes there are enough colored lights to put on our indoor tree. He begins to plan his attack.
He pulls out a piece of paper. He counts light strands. He makes notes. He recounts. He write down more info. He looks outside. He looks at his piece of paper. Then with all his homework done, he approaches me with a suggestion.
“You know,” he says “those 2 trees outside have grown a lot since last year” dramatic pause. “So, if my math is right we’ll need 1000 lights on each one rather than the 700 we used last year”.
I’m silent…… quietly waiting to see where he’s going with this…….
“So, I think we’ll really need to use extra white LED lights, you know, the ones we used inside last year, in order to properly decorate outside”
I’m still silent.
“Look at my paper here. We’ll need 1000 for this tree, 800 for this tree, probably 700 for these bushes. Here’s how many we have (he shows me another column). So, you can see that we don’t have enough white lights to do all the things we normally do outside… UNLESS we also use the lights we normally put on the indoor tree.”
And there it is…. His ploy to angle for an indoor Christmas tree with colored lights…. But he hasn’t said it yet. He’s smart enough to try to let me get there on my own.
Ok, I’ll bite… so I reply “if we used the colored lights on the indoor tree, we’d have enough white lights for outside…. right?” I can see the glimmer of hope in his eyes….. “Ok” I quietly reply.
Now I can see it slowly registering in his mind…. Did she just say yes? Could this possibly be the year I get my wish of a colored tree? Did I hear her correctly? I’m scared to open my mouth…. What if I say the wrong thing and she changes her mind???
Without hearing a response from him, I say…. “YES, you heard me correctly. You can have your colored tree. Just don’t expect this to be permanent, I’m just feeling mighty generous this year!”
Then, being the smart man he is… he feels the need to plant the seed, to build his case for future years. He says “What if our little one prefers colored lights too??” And, since I’m not about to squash all his future dreams I reply “Let’s wait until he can speak so he can let me know himself…. And no trying to sway him to your side!”
So there you have it folks… we are having a Christmas tree with colored lights this year…. Hubby won this round…… HOWEVER, we will STILL have bows on the tree. Do ya think I’ll still be “ruining Christmas”???
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