I'm normally one of those people who complains that Christmas comes too early. Who am I kidding, I'm still that way this year. Add to it the fact that I am hugely pregnant and have a miserable cold -- I'm sure I was beginning to look a lot like the grinch.
Nacho decided that we should put our tree up this past weekend just to make sure we actually got it up since the arrival of this new one will undoubtedly throw any plans out the window. We would like to keep things as normal for the girls as possible since their world is about to be turned upside down and decorating the tree is something they love...and it's important to me that we all do it together. I personally thought it was a bit early to be putting it up, even if Thanksgiving is later this year, until we went to the mall on Saturday and Santa was already there. If Santa has arrived, then the tree is fair game!
When we got home from school yesterday, Lexi ran into our house, looked at the tree and started yelling "Christmas is here! Christmas is here!" She begged me to turn the lights on, which I was happy to oblige. Both girls sat there and stared at the tree, talked about who's ornaments were who's, played with these musical present boxes they have...for an entire 30 minutes! They didn't care there are no presents under the tree yet or that we're not doing any other decorations this year. They are totally taken with our tree. When I look at it through their eyes, it's not so bad that Christmas comes earlier each year.
On a funny note, we may have confused Lexi a little bit. Way back when we found I was pregnant we told them that the baby would come after we put our tree up, trying to give them a general frame of reference. I didn't realize she was taking things so literal already because yesterday morning when she got up she asked me if it was time to have the baby now since we put our tree up. All I could tell her was I sure hope so!