Thanksgiving weekend was awesome. So much time with my little family all together could be nothing less.
We had to cancel our plans to share Thanksgiving dinner with our neighbors because of the sickies. Callan had a stye in his eye and a cold I didn't want to share. It ended up fine, though. We hung out at home, snuggling, watching the parade and drinking mimosas. Last minute prep wasn't bad, either. It was only me and about 7 other slackers shopping at 10pm on Thanksgiving eve.
I shopped Thursday night and early Friday morning by myself, scoring some great deals. The boys joined me all day Friday and we finished buying everything on our Christmas list. We met my SIL and BIL for some tree cutting later in the day and the boys had a blast.
Just a little grass sniffing.
Friday night, the sickies had been fully passed to me. I woke up after 11 hours of sleep to find the hubs had pulled out all the Christmas stuff! We later found out that somehow the large rubbermaid tote had taken water in our basement flood from Sandy and it was full of mold. The tote had our handmade stockings, tree skirts, decorations, some ornaments, linens and more. It was so hard to put that stuff in the trash. I may have cried when the dumptruck picked it up.
But, we dried our tears, got a tree and shopped some more. All day Saturday and Sunday to be exact. Didn't find exactly what we needed, but some stuff to get us started. I lit the tree, since the hubs refuses because he doesn't "know how". Puuulease.
I let them decorate and it was magical just sitting back and watching.
75% of our few tree ornaments are 4 year old height, but I don't have the heart to move them. I think it looks gorgeous.
Even with a baby gate around it.