Brooke loves Christmas so we try to make it as festive and magical as we possibly can. Last Christmas was rough...we were living in a rental house preparing to move into our new home, which happened on Christmas night. So all of the glitz and glamour we usually provide - was sitting in boxes in the storage unit. To help accomodate, we bought a 6 foot tree, had 6-7 ornaments that people had given Brooke throughout the year, and I bought some door clings at Dollar Tree. Pretty sad. It was such a stressful time to be packing and moving! This year; however, hopefully we've made up for "missing" last year. We've got 5 trees up: a 9 footer in the living room that took us 5 hours to complete, the 6 foot tree from last year that now sits proudly in Brooke's room holding all of her Disney and fire truck ornaments, the cute little silver one in the kitchen, the 3 foot one in the entry way that used to hold the Disney ornaments, and the little tiny one in the hall that was given to me years ago by a friend. There's the annoying music box that plays 36 songs, the piano-playing snowman, all of the snowmen collection, the story-book reading Santa, the flashing Santa jar in Brooke's bathroom, and all of the many, many, many Christmas song playing gizmo's that Brooke loves so well. The only thing missing is HO-HO, our big, singing, hip-swinging Santa. Mike says he's in the garage but I have yet to see him. There is a problem. Two years ago when Mike was "assembling" HO-HO, Brooke was curiously watching. HO-HO is spring activated and his head tucks up underneath his body. He goes from 5 foot to 3 foot just by smashing his body down. Anyway...Mike pops him and his body stands up and his head rolls out by Brooke. She was completely traumatized. It was awful. She just stood staring at him for about 5 days following the incident. And she has spent so much time holding his hands while he dances that he now needs a complete hip replacement. He's in very sad shape, but we love our HO-HO. The new rule is that Brooke can't be present when Mike is "springing" him into shape. Ha.It's so much fun. We get to see Christmas through the eyes of a child each and every year! How precious is that!
I'm a little hesitant to say what I'm about to say, because Mike has always prided himself in us being the "blackest" house on the block, but the plan is to put up lights on the outside of the Hankins house for Brooke. I KNOW...YOU'LL BELIEVE IT WHEN YOU SEE IT. Me too! But I know that after spending over $300 last Friday purchasing the necessary equipment, and him calling whoever it is that does this for people on the side...I think it may be a safe assumption to say that it actually might happen. I'll keep you posted!
Lastly, after showing me, showing Mike, showing me again, and showing Mike again...Brooke finally brought the phone to me and told me to call PB Teen to order the kitchen set she's been bugging us for. Does anyone have $897 we can borrow and a place to store this monstrosity? Ha. Why is it that she doesn't like small, foldable, portable toys? I've got a nice piece of Christmas stationary out and we're about to write a letter to Santa. I will BEG him NOT to bring this! Where in the world would we put it? And $897? Shhhhhh...don't let Ma or Papa know she wants this!! You know how grandparents are!
Have a great evening!
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