I have never liked the beginning of January, for a multitude of reasons.
I find I enjoy it even less now that I have children.
For one big reason: Christmas is over.
This means one thing: It is time for the Christmas decorations to come down.
I hate dismantling my (fake) tree. Even more so, I miss the bright lights that cast my house and outside sidewalk in a warm glow.
It appears The Tackler inherited my sentiments.
Every time I mentioned it was time to take down the lights, he transformed his lips into a severe Sad Face, gave a few sniffs and asked, “Why?”
“Because Christmas is over. See, all of those houses have already put away their lights until next year.”
The frown strength raised a few notches and then he said:
“I’m sad because everybody took down my Christmas lights. You can’t take the decorations down Mommy.”
The lights – thanks to Refrigerator Repair – have been given a week’s reprieve.
So we are one of the few houses that still have outdoor lights shining. My Griswold tree still glows with the fire of the sun.
I must admit, I am getting tired of separating Lil Diva from the light strands – which she gleeful attacks when my back is turned.
Meanwhile, The Tackler laments the loss of our well lit neighborhood and the passing of Christmas.
Me too, buddy. Me too.
The Tackler got the Toy Story Mr. Potato Head for Christmas.
After first, Mr Potato Head had to perfectly mimic his movie character.
Then, a few days later, The Tackler discovered the true joy of Mr. Potato Head: There Are No Rules.
“Mommy! Mommy! Look!”
It was the Tackler, proudly thrusting his Mr. Potato Head into my face. Only he looked like this:
A few more variations followed. Then, Mr Potato Head and The Tackler joined forces:
It gave me a much needed laugh, on a day when my refrigerator went strike.
What fun thing has your child done or said today?