And of course, the catch is that we now have to get a tree. Which involves going out into the shed, climbing on ladders, negotiating spiders and cockroaches, setting the bloody thing up, and then spending two hours arguing over where the decorations go. I wouldn't normally care where they go, but the low-hanging ones will quickly end up as crawler's glittery lunch, so there are interventions to be had.
And this is Peanut's first Xmas so I now have to impress two sets of eyeballs with a tree, and with presents.
Unlike Dolly here, I signed up for this.
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Oh, Alby! Leave that mean old Grinch and come over to jingly, gift-wrapped Christmassy fun with me!! It's so ace doing festivities with your own bubsies and making your own traditions!. If you don't think about how much it will cost and how the extra Thomas crap will take even longer to clean up and ..I should probably stop now.
Lots of thomas over here as well and i hear you re the low hanging decorations. Our Missy is notorious for putting evrything into her mouth! Embrace the season
and watch their faces every time those tree lights go on.
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