Who Knew?

So decorating the Christmas tree has been an evolving process for us the past 9 years. Before we had kids, we'd get a tree, set it up, and I would unwrap each ornament, thinking about the memories it held and would place it on the tree. Sure, we had to be a little careful about putting breakable ornaments down low because of the kitties, and also had to be sure that ornaments were attached securely (again, the cats).


























Things didn't change much for Ryan's first Christmas--he was only a few weeks old, so did not pose a threat. But then the next year we had to be more careful than before. Now it wasn't just a matter of breakability, we also had to be concerned about choking hazards. So only soft, stuffed ornaments went down low. Basically more of the same the next year (2001), but we were a bit less cautious. He understood not to take ornaments off the tree, and really didn't put tons of stuff in his mouth.

By 2002 we had pretty much come back to the same type of decorating as when we were just being kitty-cautious. Although, by 2002 Ryan wanted to help put the ornaments on the tree, so that was a bit of a change. He would generally put any ornament we gave him on one of 3 or 4 branches, so there was a lot of "clumping." Fortunately for this aesthetically-minded Type-A mommy, he didn't ever notice that the ornaments got spaced out a bit more after he went to bed that first night, and he never moved them around later.

But then in 2003, we took a giant step backward with two 8-month olds in the house. For most of that year we resorted to using a gate to surround the tree because even though we kept the un-safe ornaments low, and the more special ones up high, it just wasn't possible to keep our eyes on the girls ALL the time. And Katy was starting to pull up. I had all kinds of visions of the tree being pulled over...

In 2004 we weren't worried much by the pulling over of the tree, just the breakability and choking hazard issues--especially since Katy tended to put EVERYTHING in her mouth... Oh, and since Ryan was becoming quite the little ornament hanger, the girls wanted to get in on the fun about a year sooner than he had shown any interest. So then there was some fighting over who got to put an ornament on the tree. And some more fighting when my Type-A son would try to get the girls to spread the ornaments out, and not clump them all on one branch. I finally convinced him that it didn't matter where they put it at first, that he could help spread them out later (he'd come a long way in 2 short years!)

By 2005 we just worried about breakability and clumping. Oh, and the arguing over who got to put an ornament on...

Last year, we put ornaments wherever we wanted on the tree. Breakability was only a concern in who got to put an ornament on the tree. But the girls were no longer a threat for taking ornaments down once they were up, and Oreo had long ago lost any interest in playing with ornaments on the tree. As long as there was a soft skirt under the tree for him to doze on, he was a happy camper for the entire holiday season.


This year the decorating went very smoothly. The kids did a great job of getting in line and taking turns hanging ornaments. Ryan was terrific at de-clumping Olivia's clusters. And I actually had the chance to start telling the stories behind the ornaments--the ones from my first few Christmases, why we had bought certain family ornaments, where ornaments had come from, which ornaments belonged to each of the kids and who had gifted them, etc. After about 25 ornaments, each with a unique story, Ryan looked at our huge box of decorations and said:



"You mean that EVERY one of these ornaments has a story?"

"Yes, Ryan, every single one" was my reply.

And for the first time ever, I actually got to tell those stories. I can't wait until the year when they'll be able to re-tell those stories to me...