Up until now Craig and I didn’t put a Christmas tree up if we weren’t going to be celebrating it at home. Neither one of us grew up putting a tree up right after Thanksgiving. It was usually during the last week of December that we enjoyed our trees. Actually, the Hungarian tradition was to wait for the Angel to bring it on Christmas Eve. I remember waking up as a little kid on Christmas Day and seeing a beautiful tree all decorated with all sorts of presents underneath it. Living in America for most of my life, some traditions got replaced with new ones. So, we decided that Dagny should have her own wonderful memories of the wonderful smell of a live tree, the beautiful ornaments that all have meaning behind it, which I can’t wait to share with her when she gets older, and the colors of Christmas.
I can’t tell you how wonderful it was for all three of us to go out as a family this past Sunday and pick out a tree and then decorate it. I am a firm believer of having your child be incorporated in things, but with full understanding of their limitations. I get, that she doesn’t get that we were picking out a tree or what the purpose of ornaments are. But, that doesn’t mean you can’t still have fun. We had a blast playing peek-a-boo (perhaps her favorite game at the moment) as we went from one aisle to another looking for a tree.
Later on in the day, Dagny helped with putting some of the ornaments up, I gave her the ones that were non-breakable and she loved doing it for about five minutes. Then she left to play, but kept coming back to put more up. So, I do get her limitations, but those five minutes are what it’s all about. I cherish those moments and I hope one day she will cherish them as much as I do.
Last year I got this Swedish Nativity set to tap into some of Craig’s Swedish heritage. When I saw this, I fell in love with it right away. I just love the simple design. I think it’s beautiful.
Before we started to work on the tree, Dagny found the snow globe. Wow, I didn’t expect her reaction. She just watched it and kept asking us to shake it so she could see the snow.
This is Craig’s favorite shot of it.
This is my favorite.
For dinner I made my very first Chicago deep dish pizza from scratch (from the dough to the sauce). The reviews were all good by the masses.
It was a busy Sunday, but wonderful. I wouldn’t have it any other way.
I will end this very long post with a shot of our middle child.
Love to all.
Barbara
These are great! Your day was extra special and Dagny looks like she was really enjoying herself; she looks so happy
Barbara –
What a beautiful tree!
And, yet another tradition we share from our childhoods (even though I’m not Hungarian)! We also had angels come to put the tree up and decorate on Christmas Eve. As much as I enjoy the holidays, there are times I wish they would come back and put the tree up again 🙂
What wonderful traditions you are starting and continuing. Dagny is so beautiful and always so happy. That pizza looks wonderful!