O' Christmas Tree

I am trying to see how many Christmas songs I can use as post titles during the month of December. Not really, but this one seemed awfully appropriate given Carter's love of the Christmas tree. He is really enchanted by it. Right after we put up the tree, Carter and I would come downstairs and smell the tree every morning, and I would say "mmmm." Now, he will walk over to it, lean towards it, and then he stands back up straight and says "mmmm." It is really precious!

Unfortunately, I think that the ornament hooks that I used this year, while holding strong for me, are beyond reuse. I twisted them like twist-ties around the tree branches to prevent a certain precious little boy from pulling ornaments off the tree. So far, it's working!

Chesnuts Roasting on an Open Fire

Well, maybe, not really, but that is sure what it sounded like tonight when Haley & James came over.

Pop, Pop, Pop. Pop, Pop, Pop. Pop, Pop, Pop.

They brought Carter an early Christmas present...the push ball popper that we all remember from growing up {along with a Christmas book that was quickly disregarded when he realized what this was}! Carter was in heaven! He was actually almost ready for bed, but he took the popper when Haley handed it to him, and began to walk circles around our house for the next 15 minutes! You can't tell it from the pictures, but he was loving it! All smiles--showing his dimples! I love it! Thank you, Haley & James!

Runners-up

Or, maybe not even runners-up...but definitely attempted Christmas Card pictures. I suppose someone should have told me, or, rather, I should have known that you can't get a 15 month old to pose for Christmas card pictures.

I had this great idea that, because he loves balls, letting him play with the {plastic} ball ornaments that I use to fill a vase would elicit a cute picture...it did, just not a picture worthy of gracing our Christmas card. As a result, you get to be the recipient of the discarded Christmas card pics.

And for my mom...

(She always made the three of us take pictures looking up at the Christmas tree when we were growing up!)

Winter Wonderland

This morning after Nick left for warmer weather and the SEC championship game we got about two inches of snow. Although it pained me greatly to get out in the cold, I thought Carter might want to explore it a little. He seemed rather into checking it out at first.

Then he realized it he could walk around and he took off. It was all I could do to keep him off of the street {which was also snow-covered}.

He decided to climb back up the stairs at the street end of our walkway, and when he put his mittens in the snow, he did NOT like the cold sensation. He kept holding them out to me as if to say, "Take the cold off, Mom!" It was too funny. So, we decided the exploring of snow was over. When we got inside, his mittens were soaked and his pants legs were wet, and he was not happy about it, so we quickly changed.

When it comes to cold and snow: my sentiments exactly.

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