Holiday Decorations

We put up a tree and other holiday decorations this past Sunday, and I finally composted the mini pumpkin and gourd that he had been rolling around. Fall is over and the winter holiday season has officially started.

Every morning I take my little guy into the dining room to check out the tree. He brushes a few bulbs with his fingertips, he sticks his finger in the toothy mouth of the furry German nutcracker, and he pushes back and forth a toy car that his great-grand papi played with 80 years ago in France.

In the evenings, we turn on the lights (wrapped in the upper branches of the tree, out of his reach), and he lets out a little gasp and once again lightly caresses a few ornaments with his fingertips. We check the mail, open the cards and feel the glitter or embossing, and put them up on the mantel.

It will be so fun when our son can help make cards and cookies and is singing songs and talking about Santa. He won't even remember the little memories that we are making now. But I certainly cherish them.