The tree is up

Today we brought out the Christmas decorations. That sounds grander than it was - we have a fake tree we keep in our storage closet, a few strings of lights, and some hand-me-down ornaments. It took less than five minutes to dig out. Since we like to move every year or so, it helps to keep things streamlined. Zeke, however, would have been thrilled if all we had was the lights.

The best part of the decorating procedure was when I asked Zeke to bring out the Momma, Dadda, and Baby from his toy chest. He went right to the toy box and pulled out our plastic nativity set and helped to set it up under the tree. He likes to put the baby in the manger and then sign to me that the baby is sleeping. It's cute.

The worst part of the decorating event is that Zeke credits Dad with everything. If you give him a chance to tell you about the Christmas tree there's a lot of "Dadda this" and "Dadda that", and some "Zeke this" too, but apparently I was hiding under the couch the whole time.