We finally put our Christmas tree up and it's in the process of being decorated. I say 'in the process' because I have a problem with just relaxing and throwing up the decorations randomly. I strategically place each one, making sure that they are evenly spaced and that the colors are spread out, without having too much red or too much green on one side or the other. And honestly, it's not even that it looks awesome after I'm finished. I feel quite certain that no one would think twice about the even spaces between my ornaments because it doesn't really add to the beauty or anything. It's just something I like knowing in my head. (In case I wasn't weird enough for ya)
We also opted to go out and replace our glass ball ornaments with shatterproof ones this year, since Kate is like a bull in a china shop. She doesn't know what the word 'gentle' means and I'm pretty sure she wouldn't choose to be it if she did. The girl is rough and ready.
Her new favorite place for us to change her diaper is under the tree so that she can look up at the lights. And if it will keep her still while I change her diaper, I'll leave the tree up year round. Just the other day she gave me a swift kick to the jugular that had me questioning my ability to recover. So this Christmas, the gift you may find under our tree may not be the one you were hoping for.
In other Kate news, she been obsessed with bubbles lately. It doesn't matter what kind. It can be bubbles in the bath, bubbles made from soapy water and a wand (but not from Rite-Aid cause they are completely ghetto and I can almost promise that they're nothing but water), or bubbles from bubblegum. She even calls balloons 'bubbles' sometimes. Every time she spots me with gum in my mouth she insists that I blow bubbles for her. Sometimes she'll demand bubbles when I'm not even chewing gum. In that case, I've found that 5th grade-style spit bubbles do the trick. They also come in handy for getting weird stares in the checkout line of the grocery store from people who aren't quite as appreciative.
So, Kate will definititely have a few bottles of bubbles from Mommy waiting for her under our tree this year.
Her gift for me, on the other hand, will probably be wrapped up nicely in a Pampers Cruiser Size 3.
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