Mama's Little Helper

Today, my wife was putting up the Christmas tree and decorations.  Of course, Troy had to be right in the middle of things to see what was going on and "help" where possible.  He grabbed the tangled up string of lights and started jerking them to get them free.  He grabbed the bells and started shaking them to make sure they still made sound.  He grabbed the Christmas ornaments out of the boxes and inspected each one for defects.  When my wife got the first level of branches on the tree up, he went around and pulled on every one to make sure that the tree was stable and wouldn't fall over.

In fact, he was so into wanting to share this moment with us, that he wouldn't let my wife go more than two steps away from him.  Wherever she went, he was right there with her, scooting toward her if she got too far away.  She constantly had to step over him as she went back and forth to the ornament boxes, because he was always underfoot.  Eventually, I had to give her a break, so I took him to hang up lights on the stair rails with me.  This was equally as intriguing, especially that first moment, when I plugged them in and the whole room lit up with the white, LED-glow.  He's just so excited about his first Christmas, which is fine with us, since it's our favorite holiday too.