Christmas decorating

Oh my darling "helpful" son. Bless his little heart. We got home from Thanksgiving too late to get a tree that same weekend so we put up some decorations the first Sunday of December, after babies went to bed, and then got a tree the following Saturday. I was a little curious to see if Wee Boy would even know what was going on - if he'd even notice the house was changing.
The Monday morning after we'd put up most of our decorations, sans tree, Wee Boy came downstairs and just stood in awe of it all. He kept turning around pointing to all the decorations, most especially the paper star snowflakes I have hanging from our ceiling. It was beyond adorable and definitely put to rest any misgivings I had on Christmas being lost on very small children. (It's true what "they" say, Christmas is definitely better when celebrated with children.)
The next Saturday when we got our tree, Wee Boy was all over helping get that sucker up and in place. We didn't let him help decorate. Again, decorating was done after he and Cheeks were snugly in their beds for the night. But he was super eager to come downstairs the next morning, peeking through the stair railings at the first opportunity to check out the tree all lit up. From then on, it was his personal mission to make sure our Christmas tree was on anytime he was in the room. I have to say Matthew and I are pleasantly surprised he has seemed to mostly understand the concept of being "gentle" with the ornaments and that he only tries to put a few lights into his mouth. Hopefully Cheeks will be just as cooperative next year.