baby rocks.

Every year we get our tree the weekend of Thanksgiving. Since we don’t stay in the city but more than a few weeks of December because of holiday travel and being with extended family, we like to ensure we get as much Christmas tree time at home as possible. So this past weekend we got our tree.

I was so excited to take Colt. We put on Christmas music and got lattes and decorated. As weird as I thought it was going to feel having a baby of my own now as we trimmed the tree, a complete opposite experience from my entire life, always being the kid watching my parents do it, it was very normal and relaxing and of course super fun. Colton loved looking in all the boxes and watching the tree light up every once in a while as HB tested the light strands. 

We weren’t sure how he was going to be with it. We worried he would terrorize it and it would become a big hazard, but he’s actually pretty gentle and respectful of it. He watched his dad set it up and sat right below it staring up at it intently. It looked like he was wondering what this new thing was doing in there and why it had displaced his toy box. But I wondered if he made the connection that it was the same type of thing we see outside on our walks -trees-, especially since he really loves trees and foliage, I felt like he would recognize it easily. Times like these I wish I could know his thoughts more.

The first time he reached out to it was pretty hesitantly, and I think the prickliness of it was a little startling and maybe what keeps him more at bay with it. But at home he warmed up to Christmas Tree and we made sure to hang the special ornaments extra high and leave a few inexpensive sparkly ones at the bottom for him to play with. Now every morning when we wake up he goes right to the tree to say hi. He’ll take off an ornament and then try and put it back on, a trick he learned just last week with his refrigerator toy (magnetic toy gears that he pulls off and sticks back on). It slightly broke my heart when I watched him the other day work on this futilely for 10 minutes, as the ball kept falling through the branches and bouncing on the floor and he kept picking it back up and trying again.

I wrapped a couple gifts for him already and put them under the tree (and then promptly removed them as he was already trying to rip them apart). I am so excited for Christmas this year.

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