So naturally when Christmas came around, I gradually changed my decorations as well. We've gone through many stages.
The newlywed stage of popcorn on strings, paper chains and lots of ribbon from the dollar store.
The toddler stage of plastic ornaments and anything else that had unbreakable on the package. Which by the way, if someone made these in a more stylish fashion..... oh yea.. money.. but i don't have time so feel free..
The Pre-School and Early Elementary School stage of all Christmas decor made of construction paper, crayons and Elmer's glue.
Not that any of these stages are bad, oh no, they are all memorable and in fact I have pictures of them all. But I had always wanted a grown up tree. You know like the ones you see in Martha Stewart Living. I need one of my photographer friends to come and light my house, this point and shoot just isnt cutting it for a Christmas Magazine cover.
Well like my living room, my tree has graduated as well. Two years ago I started going designer, much to my family's dismay.
I love light blues, light greens and white, just love love it. This is actually the longest color stage I've been in. It all started with shabby chic I think.
Thanks to my BFF Rachelle who is a Christmas Tree Junkie and very proud of it, last year my tree became almost totally Designer. See she decided her white and silver Christmas tree just wasn't
working in her new dining room.. Hmmm darn..
So she so generously gave all her beautiful ornaments to me and well, now my tree just drips designer baby!
Mike says our tree needs it's color back... :( The kids agree. What??? What... are they talking about, I still allow space for Barbie and The Broncos.. That's what I mean by "almost" totally designer. And I don't put ALL of their ornaments on the back of the tree.. Just some of the left over "early elementary" ones, and besides, they're still on the tree.. I totally share the tree.
We still have remnants of Christmas Decor Past by the clock... See I'm not a total designer hog. I dunno what do you think, am I a stinky mom for going designer too soon?
And could you resist this sad poor puppy at your door saying "let me in, I promise I wont shed or stink up your house, really I'm way too innocent to do such a thing. No I haven't been rolling in the dirt, I'm so clean you could eat off my back." I believe him all the time, and still have to sweep up a pile of dirt every-time he goes back outside.
Changes by Kelly and Ozzy Ozbourne