Preparing for the holidays can be overwhelming and exhausting. Fortunately, I go visiting for Thanksgiving, so that just leaves me with Christmas, which is at my house.
Christmas preparations have already begun at my house.
Santa's spy Elf ("The Elf on the Shelf") arrived for the first time this year. He was a little early because we were experiencing tantrums (more than usual). For those who don't know the story of the elf, here is the quick version.
Every year Santa sends an elf to each child's house to make sure they are being good. Every night the elf flies to the North Pole to report to Santa on the child's behavior, and every day he can be found in a different place, thus turning it into a game and having the child hunt him. Then, on Christmas Eve, he returns to the North Pole to hang with Santa until the following holiday season. So far, the elf is a big hit. Hopefully, it will continue.
Last week, my mom came to help Little Man and me put up our inside decorations. I usually manage by myself, but this year, I required a little assistance (I am 6 months pregnant, after all.) My husband lugged all the boxes of decorations upstairs from the basement. God bless him, he complained less than normal about doing it. I put my mom and Little Man in charge of the tree. Being my anal self, I put the rest of the stuff up because everything has its place.
I am hoping for another nice day to put up the outdoor lights. We have put them up when it was 2 degrees before, and I am hoping to avoid that. We missed the chance during the Indian Summer last weekend because we were on the hunt for a new rocker recliner. Ours has seen better days (wobbles and creaks), and I need one to rock the new baby. So, hopefully if God or one of his angels happens to be reading this, we will see at least one more nice day.
While decorating can be crossed off my list, I still have a ton to do. Wrap presents. Bake cookies. Finish shopping - Little Man and I have to go pick something out for my husband. One year we got him a monster truck. Hum, I wonder who that was for???
In addition to that, I have to get ready for the Christmas Day festivities at my house. My family and my husband's all come to my house on Christmas Day. It has been this way since my son was born. They come to see what Santa brought him (if Little Man has been good enough for him to come). This way he doesn't have to leave all his new toys from Santa.
I have to pick a menu and then get the food and make it. Crockpot recipes are a big favorite. Easy and less mess. I don't have to spend a lot of time in the kitchen. This year, however, Little Man has requested a Christmas tree cake. As if we don't have enough cookies for him. But, needless to say, he is getting his cake. I already bought the pan shaped liked a tree. So, in addition to the dozens and dozens of cookies, we will have cake. Ah, the things we do for kids.
I hope to have most of my to-do list accomplished (except the cooking, of course) before too much longer. I am slowly running out of the energy from the second trimester energy spurt, and I fear it's not coming back. Thank goodness, I started shopping in July!
(Letusick, a resident of Rayland, is a copy editor for the Herald-Star and The Weirton Daily Times.)