Thursday, December 2, 2010

No, NO! We DO NOT throw Baby Jesus!

It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas...well not really but it is only 40 degrees outside today instead of Monday's 80. So at least it feels a little more like Christmas. The Squires are getting into the spirit by trying to clean up the house enough to pull the Christmas decorations down from the attic. The laundry I tell you...the laundry! It is taking over the house. My sister has her entire house decorated already...so beautiful. Candles glowing and lending that Christmas smell to the air. A little tree in every room. Beautiful nativities and the stockings hung. A fire lit in the fireplace (well I am embellishing a tad there because after all Monday it was 80 degrees) and when you walk in you know that Christmas is coming and the goose is getting fat.

Now I can already tell how this Christmas is going to go with Gabey Baby being almost two years old. See my mother got him the most precious Little People Nativity set to get him in the holiday spirit and boy oh boy does he love it! He comes in the room and says "Jesus" (which really sounds like cheesus which reminds me of Glee and that my friends is a whole 'nother post all together) and proceeds to throw the pieces of said nativity across the room. Now, that nativity is the only bit of Christmas decorating that I have gotten done up until this point. With the disaster, I mean success of this I am really looking forward to putting up my Christmas tree and decorating it (589,672 times since I am sure that Gabe will find the ornaments irresistible). I may take a hint from my aunt who put her tree in a playpen. Of course this same aunt's children proceeded to open all of the presents under said tree another year. Not hard to believe that these children are kin to the Squires' boys!

Every year since Charles and I have been married we have gotten a tree and put it up the Sunday after Thanksgiving. Last year that went down the tubes and we ended up with a tree the week before Christmas. I hope we do not fall prey to this habit again this year. Amy says it is not fair to my children. I agree (but to be honest is this laundry fair to me...I think not) and I am really going to make an effort to get a move on. So all you wonderful folks who have their tree up and the stockings hung, to the ones of you who have holly strung on your banisters, for all of you who have a fire crackling in the fireplace and a Cocker Spaniel resting in front of the hearth...good for you (and by that I mean BAH HUMBUG!)

4 comments:

  1. RACHEL, ARE YOU BECOMING YOUR FATHER'S DAUGHTER?
    I HAVEN'T HONESTLY HEARD THAT PHRASE SINCE HE SAID IT....YOU DO REMEMBER HE LOVED LIVING UP TO THAT REPUTATION OF THE GRINCH?? THE BOYS LOVED IT AND THEN HE WOULD PROCEED INTO TICKLING THEM INTO FITS OF LAUGHTER!!!
    OH, WHAT SWEET MEMORIES THOSE 4 OLDEST SQUIRES BOYS HAVE OF THEIR GRUMPS!! I LOVE IT, MOMMA

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  2. LOL!!!
    Rachel put a tree up for the boys and decorate your house!!!! We put our tree up Thanksgiving night! Lol, mostly because it was in a box in the closet under the stairs buried by bags of hidden Christmas presents and Brayden was already asleep. <3 you!

    -Jess

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  3. We actually got down our decorations from the attic tonight. All are up except the undecorated tree...that will happen little bits at a time...
    PMS

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  4. I know it is not right to brag, BUT given I did travel over the Thanksgiving holiday, I have TWO trees up...that's right...TWO trees up! And, last year Bonnie & I put both up all by ourselves while Dewey was bored in the hospital. He gets the honor of taking everything down while I nap after a big New Year's celebration...this is my own personal tradition.

    Why 2 trees you ask? Well, you know my anal rentive issues and all. I have my pretty tree in the formal dining room (I call it my "Cracker Barrel" tree because each year I add antique-like ornaments from Cracker Barrel that are purchased after the holidays on sale. The second tree in the family room (though I still insist on white lights) is my "tacky" tree...only referred to tacky by myself & truely just as special as my "pretty" tree. This tree has all our home-made ornaments, Sunday School ornaments, and those ornaments passed down from generation to generation and literally hanging on by threads. So, I have the best of both worlds from pretty to tacky, everyone is happy.

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