Let cedar fill the air
With its spicy sweetness rare
Wake the carol--sound the chime--
Welcome! Merry Christmas time!
-Helen Chase
I love Christmas.
Back home we have the same *artificial* tree that's been in my family since my youngest sister was still a baby. We brought it with us when my family moved back to the Philippines back in 1983. Every year we would put it up sometime after my dad's birthday which was in November and put it down after Three Kings day (that's what we called it). The four of us would be so excited opening the boxes of tree decorations and carefully putting them on the plastic branches. I say carefully because our ornaments were breakable. My brother and I would decorate the top part and my two sisters the bottom part.
We always saved the best for last...the tree topper. Our tree topper was a star with lights that would shine alternately when plugged in. Now, looking back, probably it wasn't the most tasteful looking star but back then it would mesmerize us with its blinking lights. I would always be greeted by our tree when I came home on Christmas break. I would take a look at it and smile because it was heartwarming to come home to something so familiar. It was like tradition, this tree.
This year, my own family started our own tradition. We got ourselves our very first real Christmas tree. I love the smell of it. It smells fresh and... green Ü. My mother-in-law decorated the tree and my sisters-in-law bought the angel tree topper. My daughter is intrigued the decorations on it. There are bows and beads and little drums and angels. Everything a toddler wants to play with. Good thing she knows she can't though occasionally she does swipe a string of beads. Our original plan was to get a real tree this year and buy a fake one next year. But my MIL and I really like what we have now so I think next year's tree will be a real one too.
Another thing I love about our tree is that I can lull Clara to sleep with her looking at it. She's down to just one nap a day and nothing can make her take another while the sun is up. Come night she's so tired she doesn't know what she wants to be doing...when she's downstairs she wants to go up to bed, when she's upstairs she suddenly wants to go downstairs to continue playing. One way to get her to settle down is to darken the room, stand in front of our lighted tree and sway her to sleep. Which she does.
I love that feeling when the baby is asleep in your arms. Precious.