Luckily my daughter was off pulling everything out of the garage while I whispered the tune of my monologue to the droplets of rain drenching my face.
Eventually, we finished. And by we, I mean I stepped off the ladder, while my daughter rode circles around the driveway on her bicycle, honking her horn along the way.
Needless to say, her light-hanging abilities are still about a year or decade away.
Once we finished, we were a little underwhelmed.
“We need more lights Dad,” said my daughter, flashing a smile so big that I couldn’t possibly disagree.
So, we got more lights.
And then we decided those weren’t enough.
So, we got more.
And we bought a new ladder because the one we had wasn’t big enough for the new lights.
The bright side of this is that we shop local so the area economy is booming thanks to my daughter’s view on our lighting strategy. My wallet, on the other hand, isn’t quite as happy.
We’re not all about decorating the outside of our house, either. Once we dried up, it was time to decorate our trees. Yes…trees.
My daughter couldn’t resist the miniature, aluminum pink tree (yes, pink), during one of our excursions for more lights. I wasn’t quite sure that would fit into my plan for “non-tacky” Christmas, but my daughter had other ideas, and since she knows more than I do about decorating, we bought the sparkly fir and decorated it along with our other tree.
Unfortunately for our larger tree, most of the ornaments actually reside on the bottom half, since the person doing most of the decorating is a little more than 3 feet tall.
With all the decorating complete, my daughter has turned her attention to presents, Santa and Toodles, our Elf on the Shelf. Toodles finds a different spot to land each day, giving way to a different game of hide-and-seek each morning.