I really dislike The Fresh Beat Band. They make me want to hit something a little bit. There, I just had to get that off my chest.
Guess what we're doing tonight after Jonah goes to bed? (Hopefully.) Putting up the tree! Hooray! I really love Christmas, and I'm especially excited this year since it's our first Christmas with Baby J. Christmas has a whole new excitement once you get to experience from a kid's perspective again. I mean, I know Jonah's probably too young to really get into it, but I know he'll like the tree and all the tissue paper. I made a Christmas list for him for family with lots of books and toys, but really I should have just written, "bows, tissue paper." Those will be the highlight of his Christmas, I know.
I would love to put up the tree when Jonah's awake, but it's just not that practical. He'll enjoy the final product more anyway. I would just wait and put it up tomorrow, but Matt's got a big sports-watching day planned (ECU in their conference championship game, the SEC championship, and Wake vs. Gonzaga in basketball) and will be, how should I put this... less than eager to be in the holiday spirit. Tomorrow I may try to decorate the outside, but I'm thinking the weather is supposed to be pretty crappy so that may have to wait.
Why am I telling you all of this? I have no idea. I have nothing else to talk about. I'm in a major blogging slump lately. Honestly, most days are the same for us and besides an occasional doctor's appointment or rare errand run, we just don't do a whole lot.
Jonah's lip is still bad. I thought it was looking better today, but then it all went to pot. Jonah and I were practicing our sitting up and throwing Deac's toy to him and watching him bring it back. Jonah was so happy and just laughing and laughing. One time when Deac brought it back (it was one of those Bobo toys like on the Petsmart commercials), we were playing tug of war, and Deac suddenly let go. Bobo smacked Jonah in the lip. Where else? Typically, this wouldn't have done anything other than startle him, but his lip is just really fragile. I couldn't believe it. He started screaming in pain, his lip was gushing blood (and yes, I really mean gushing... all down his outfit, on the floor, on my sock), I was crying. It was a mess. Then he pretty much fussed and cried for the rest of the day until about an hour after Matt got home. Needless to say, I haven't been in the best of moods. My mood is usually a direct reflection of Jonah's. Most of the time that's a good thing. Not so much today.
On to happier things: I'm wondering if you have any good holiday traditions you could share. I LOVE the idea of traditions and giving Jonah specific things to look forward to every year. The ornament exchange with Matt's side of the family is really the only one I can think of, but I really want some more. I'd like to get him a Hallmark or other special ornament every year, but other than that, I've got nothing.
I'm not brave enough to host a blog carnival (I don't handle rejection well), but I would really love it if you could leave your holiday traditions in the comments for me and others to read. And it doesn't just have to be Christmas - New Year's, Easter, Valentine's, Columbus Day... I'll take what ya got! Thanks :)
I'll try to take some pics this weekend. It's Jonah's bedtime.