We had that one evening of decorating on Monday and that was it. The girls were all gung-ho to get out the holiday boxes and decorate our entryway and our little Christmas tree (they still refuse to get a bigger one). They worked hard for about an hour before bedtime. But since then -- nothing.
TubaDad left on a business trip (in the U.S. this time, the one to Bangkok was cancelled as he was leaving for the airport because it was unsafe), we got busy, the furnace broke in the middle of a freezing spell, and... well... the tree has been left with only a few ornaments hung at kid height, no one has bothered to find the star, and it hasn’t even been straightened after being pulled from its box.
Eh. Maybe we’ll do more this weekend. Or maybe not! Honestly, if we dragged the rest of the boxes into the garage and called it good enough who would complain? Certainly not the happy kiddos who think everything looks great.