Davy seems to have always been a ladies man, I mean, when we would take him to church all the other babies girls would flock around his car seat. Then again I don't know if they were more interested in his toys or him, but the fact is, they flocked to him. He has had some good play sessions at church with little girls around his age. But none of them has he been absolutely entranced with like he is with his first great love. Oh yes, finally at ten months old he has found his first love. And she is beautiful. Four feet tall, shapely, with lots of bling. Now, now, before you get any wrong ideas she is a tree. A fake Christmas tree. One we got as a gift from my brother a few years ago. We opened the box for the first time this year, we hadn't really had any good reason to open it before. All our Christmases were spent with Mom and Dad and it was just us at home to enjoy any decorations. And last time we put up a tree, a little two footer, we left it up for about a year. But this year we have Davy, and I wanted him to have something pretty and Christmasy for his first Christmas. So we brought the unopened tree up from our basement, found the hand-me-down decorations that we have collected during our marriage, and spent a Davy nap time decorating.
Davy woke up to a lit and decorated tree. You could tell it was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. Better than the ceiling fan light, better than the lights at Nana's, oh yes, these lights were multi-colored, and small, and cool enough to touch. And the ornaments were dazzling, so fun to bat at and watch them spin. And then he found the ornament made from a bell, perfect for shaking. But not all of Davy's time can be spent held by Mommy next to the Christmas tree, and he hates it when he and his love must part. He fusses, and whips around to get a good view of the Christmas tree as we walk away, her beautiful lights reflected in his eyes.
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