Anywhoo...Christmas rolls around and I know we need a tree. Well, we don't really NEED one, but I need one. You know, with being a Christmas Baby and all. :) We think about getting a real tree, but trees in Italy are legally required to still have roots. So they come in HUGE pots. And a big pot of dirt is NOT what I wanted to have sitting in our living room...Mario is a pest and we'd have dirt EVERYWHERE. So we went down to our friendly local hardware store to see what they had in stock.
We found one that wasn't too pricey (we'll only use it a couple years tops) but was still nice looking. They loaded it all up for us (seriously, there are times I feel so spoiled living here in Italy...people are SO NICE) and we headed home to decorate it. We had picked up a bunch of decorations at IKEA a couple days before...all their stuff was on sale so we snatched it up!
After we got it all decorated I had to take a picture before the cats and toddler ruined it:
Our cute little living room:
The Santa on the table on the right is our advent calendar. There are 25 little boxes and we put white chocolate peppermint kisses in them. Miles knows what it is and every day carries Santa to me so we can eat the kisses.
And of course it wouldn't be Christmas in the Ward household without putting some ridiculous hats on our cats. Winston looks thrilled doesn't he?
Last year Miles was too little to really bother the tree. He was sitting up but not crawling. I was a bit worried about this year, but he actually does pretty good. He thinks the lights are hot so he won't touch anything. But Mario...oh man, that cat...Mario LOVES playing in the tree. He climbs it and eats it and pulls at the strands of beads. I am always telling him to "get out!" Miles picked up on it and now when Mario gets in the tree he runs over and yells "deh uht!" (get out in Miles' jabber language)
We were at the local mall and there were a couple young girls with a table in the hallway selling olive wood nativities of various sizes. I loved this one as soon as I saw it. But it wasn't until after we talked to them that we found out they are from Bethlehem. A charity there sends lots of these nativities all over to be sold, and the proceeds go back to Bethlehem. It has something to do with children...but the details were lost in translation. (my Italian is coming but it wasn't quite good enough for an in depth discussion on charities). An olive wood nativity was on my Italy "souvenir" wish list...and now I've got one!!
Having all the Christmas stuff up has really helped my spirits. That and learning that my parents are coming to visit!!!! My dad - who HATES to fly - is going to fly over an ocean to come see us. Poor mom will have to sit next to his jumpy legs the whole time. They get here at the end of the month and will be here for a little bit. We can't wait to see them and show them Italy!