o tannenbaum

Earlier this week, when D and I put the tree up, Kate had already gone to bed.  We figured that this would be the last time to decorate just us together and really, how dextrous is a seventh month old when it comes to ornaments anyway?  The whole time we were decorating though, we kept talking about how much Katelyn would love the Christmas tree.  We just knew she would love it.

"You'll have to spend all day keeping her from pulling down the tree," D would say.

"I know," I would smile, excited to think about keeping her from crawling towards something other than the router.

The next morning, the first thought on my mind was the Christmas tree.  I picked up Kate from her crib and brought her to the tree expecting some grand display of joy.

Nothing.

She looked away.  She didn't even glance at the tree.  I pointed out the shiny and glittered ornaments and squirmed toward the other direction.  I turned the twinkly white lights on and she just stared back at me like I was boring her.  Dejected, I spent the rest of the day watching choose the stupid router over the glorious Christmas tree.

This morning, we resumed our daily routine.  Kate would play with an object from the approved list of toys to chew on and hit.  She would wait until I looked the other direction and start her surprisingly fast army crawl towards the router on the bookshelf.  I would watch her amble over out of the corner of my eye.  She would sometimes get far enough to pull a book off the bookshelf.  I would pick her up and deposit her on the other side of the room while she laughed and screamed all the way.

It was in the middle of one of these rotations that I watched her stop dead in her tracks, shoot a look at the Christmas tree, and quickly revise her travel plans to include a holiday themed destination.

Needless to say, I was overjoyed.  I quickly grabbed my camera, plugged in the lights, and sat down to enjoy the tree with Katelyn.  Of course, her favorite thing was to pull down ornaments which is why I bought plastic ones.

Some of the decorations tasted better than others.

Inevitably, she got jealous that the tree was wearing a fancy skirt and she wasn't.

So I let her try it on. :)