Lance won't let me decorate the house for Christmas, because he has RULES. Actually, it's only one rule: No Christmas anything before Thanksgiving.
But I sneak around. I buy decorations and hide them in the cabinet above the washer, where all the cleaning supplies are. He never goes into that cabinet. I listen to Christmas music when he isn't home and I hum carols under my breath when I'm cooking dinner. I make diagrams of how we will put up the lights and I make lists of which Christmas movies we will watch on each weekend.
Hello. My name is April. I cheat on Thanksgiving.
But what Lance doesn't know, won't hurt him. And he doesn't know about this blog, so I can decorate it to my heart's content. Voila! Merry Christmas.
Trenton is coming home on December 8th. I asked Tristan if we should wait to get the tree until Trenton comes home, even though it will be late to get our tree, and Tristan said "Of course! It's TRADITION!"
I love that my boys love our traditions, and I love that Tristan wants to wait for his brother. :)