Last-minute -before-church sustenance. Recruit 1 had been naughty so she was being punished by having to wear the radio active giant bauble necklace.
She is such a trooper though, she smiles through the pain...
Apparently this is not a good picture day for me.
Or Recruit 6.
You can always rely on Recruit 5 to make my photographic world right once again. How can you not LOVE those ears???
So after church the decorating began. The kids are pulling out strands of bead type garland I've had on my tree for YEARS. They do not like them and they all complain every year, yet on they go.
It's MY tree! In fact rarely have they been aloud to decorate the tree.
It's MY tree!
I have control issues.
This year I actually sat back and watched with a few well deserved directions. It is MY tree after all... I know, I know I already said that. Three times. Stuff is supposed to come in threes. I just doubled that theory when it came to kids... okay, way off topic moving on.
They don't like these because they tangle. And they have to untangle them.
Then they have to be re-twisted or braided. See my hand in the foreground. I was still helping. See that guy in the background? He's new.
I had forgotten that last year I bought two big containers of red tree ornaments. I was very excited when these were unpacked. There they are right there on the coffee table. Look at my Mother, so diligently untangling my beady garland. That's what Moms do, we untangle our children's beady messes.Look at Recruit 4 being a diligent little elfy type helper.
Does this picture make you nervous? It should. Recruit 6 on a step ladder hanging ornaments and no one holding him or the tree.
However that little dexterious monkey didn't knock off one shiny red ball.
Well whatever was happening, I will just assume Recruit 1 helped out. I think this is one of those pictures I'll look back on and say, "awwwwww". Then I'll say "Why didn't I make them dress better for pictures?"
The Marine puts our Angel Moroni tree topper on after everything else is loaded on the tree. It's a fake tree by the way. I love it, but I miss the drama of a real one. sort of. Does it look like The Marine is going to hit me with our Angel Moroni tree topper?
But he didn't, he stuck it up where it belonged!
Everyone should write and congratulate me. This was the first year I stayed in one spot and didn't rearrange the tree after they were done! I am cured! sort of.