Christmas confession: we have maybe 3 or 4 big Rubbermaid totes full of Christmas decorations up in the attic, as well as a box of the Land of Nod decorations that I keep with the white Christmas tree in a downstairs closet. And so far? The only decorations that have seen the light of day this year are the single box of Land of Nod ornaments and the tree. The end.

Then because I was feeling bad about the lack of decor overall, I pulled out the honeycomb tissue decorations that I used two years ago and continue to hoard and went with the whole stuffing-things-into-the-fireplace theme again.

In other news, sadly our Advent calendar was put up, promptly stuffed full of things, and then deemed unworthy by the eldest child (“Only candy?! Again?!”). Grrrr. So I made the executive decision over the weekend that if we can’t be grateful about our advent calendar, then we don’t get the honor of having one at all. Which sucks, right? I mean that’s the real bummer about disciplining your kid, whcn you don’t get to enjoy stuff too. Sigh. I’m trying to decide if I’m going to allow him to earn it back, and if so, just exactly what that entails.

Speaking of discipline. I was absolutely anticipating the baby messing with the Christmas tree, but he’s totally left the it alone, which is boggling my brain. Not interested. Not even a smidgen. Is there something wrong with him? Is this a mind game he’s playing with me? Is he secretly plotting to destroy the tree when I’m not watching?

You will notice, though, that the tree is devoid of all decor from the waist down in my anticipation of said destruction. Haha.

PS – how awesome is that Rad t-shirt Archer is sporting from my friend Sara Moore? Dying.