
I admit it...I really wasn't in the mood to put up the tree this year and I don't know why. I usually am really excited about it. However, the kids wouldn't let me go one more day without putting it up so Jay pulled out all of the mess and we dove into the madness. One by one, the kids began to pull out all of the ornaments...ones that they had made and also the fragile ones that I so carefully let them transfer to the tree ( I usually don't let them touch them!) .
After all, I have no babies anymore. I don't even have to hang them at the top and all my presents will remain under the tree without being opened or slobbered on! As we began hanging my Waterford ornaments, I began
to see how much meaning each one has and what
a collection I was
accumulating. Since I have been
married, my mother has given me, along with my
sisters, a Waterford ornament every year. One of
is a dove (signifying our marriage), another a
baby
bootie (Jake), a baby bottle (Riggs), a star,
cross, and so on....Each has the year on it, and I
grow more to appreciate them each year. So I guess putting up the tree was fun afterall. Reminiscing, family, togetherness...that's what it's all about!




