Yesterday we celebrated the tradition of decorating our Christmas tree. Although we broke tradition a little bit because we put up a fake tree (*gasp*)! Mike always insists on a real tree, and I usually agree. I love the smell; it seems extra Christmas-y. But later this month we will be out of town, and we wouldn't be able to water a real tree. So we borrowed my parents' fake one. My dad wasn't going to put it up with just him at home (and he is coming with us out of town later).
We have a very eclectic assortment of ornaments, which I love. I even got to add several of my mom's ornaments as well. The girls had fun helping hang then up, and when it was all done and our stockings were hanging from the mantel, we sat back and admired our work.