Well, I gave in. Violet and I were talking about Christmas, and I was trying to explain about different traditions to her that we use to celebrate Christmas. I know I already made a big stink on this blog about not having a Christmas tree, but when I actually got to the part where I was telling my little doll-face girl about Christmas trees, I couldn’t actually tell her that Mommy didn’t want one because I have issues with adding to the A-bomb of a messy house I deal with every day. I pictured her on Christmas morning without a Christmas tree to grab her presents out from under and I had a mental “Awwwww….” moment.
So, we have a Christmas tree. And Violet Loves it. I am foreseeing very much the same thought process with Christmas baking. “Sorry Honey, Mommy is on a diet this Christmas so it looks like you don’t get to help decorate gingerbread men this year.”
Hey, it’s not like I was going to put coal in her stocking.
Yay for traditions and all the messiness they leave in their wake!
Well… We have the makings of gingerbread men with eyes and hearts and a running gingerbread man cookie shape. You could turn it into a gingerbread mom with the appropriate icing…
Violet should come over and help us make gingerbread men 🙂