Welcome to the house of the half decorated Christmas tree. Yes, this year we're rockin' the tree that only has bulbs starting out of toddler reach. And he's tall.
It's pretty sad, so no pics of the tree. Wouldn't want to depress anyone. But, I am starting an ornament collection for the G-Rex.
Here's his first:
He LOVES Frosty. Someone gave him a Frosty the Snowman book before he was even born, and now he can sing the song. Though it sounds more like: 'Rosty noman, jowwy happy so.' I need to catch it on the video camera. So precious, and potentially embarrassing during the teenage years.
This is G-Rex's stocking. I'd love to say I'm all crafty and made it, but this one comes to us courtesy of Pottery Barn Kids. Now I have to figure out where to hang it, as the mantle is easily accessible and I don't want to be saying NO! Don't touch! any more than usual.
And lastly, my Christmas mug. With mommy fuel. Yum.
For more Christmas decor, captured, frolic on over to I Should Be Folding Laundry.