Gina decorated our Christmas tree last night while I finished wrapping presents. This morning Nate couldn't have been more excited. He grabbed each ornament and shook them, naming each one in turn. "Santa!", "Curious George", "Fragile thing", "Bell". He insisted on grabbing a stool to get better reach. When I asked if he'd like to get down to get breakfast he protested, "Not yet. Not done figuring out the tree!"