Our housing development has this big light tour every year, where people decorate their houses and others come from all over to drive around and look at all the lights. Each participating neighborhood has a theme. One neighborhood's theme is "The Grinch Who Stole Christmas". They have a bunch of painted wood cutouts of the Grinch and a storyline throughout, and at the entrance to their neighborhood is a huge sign with the Grinch on it.
Every single time we drive past that sign, Olivia says, "Look Mommy, it's Snoofy!" I say, "No, honey, it's not Snoopy, it's the Grinch." And after we argue back and forth for awhile, she finally says, "Stop saying it's the Grinch, Mommy. It's not the Grinch. It's Snoofy!"
I finally broke down this weekend and put up the tree. We traded trees with my parents this year, and this one is MUCH more conducive to our space. It's just as tall, but not nearly as big around and fits so nicely into the corner of our room. And the kids haven't bothered it at all today. I'm still being extra attentive about it, but I think the toddlers are old enough to know better and have dealt with their own trees for probably two weeks now. I'm sure they've been warned at home, so it's an easier transition than I thought it would be.
See where Olivia is sitting. She wouldn't be there if we had the other tree...because there would be tree covering that space. It's that big.
More tree and Christmas cookie baking pictures are here.