I decorated my house for Christmas this past weekend. It is by intention that my Christmas tree is coordinated as much as it is. It's my adult tree. When you have kids you have to have a tree with all their "cute" art projects on it. Until then, I get a grown-up tree. It's most likely by subconscious but constant love for the U that three's color scheme is maroon and gold.
Now all I want to do is be in my living room / kitchen. Also, I've deemed this holiday season Christmas at the Zoo. I tweeted about a hundred things about the pets and their reactions to the decoration. Kitten likes to investigate the tree. She sniffs the branches so close to her little nose it makes her sneeze. Then I giggle because it's the cutest sneeze you've ever heard. Then Bella decides she's guard of the tree and chases Gracie out from under it. At one point Gracie got 1/3 of the way up the tree. The guard went crazy. No ornaments were broken...that's because I knew enough from last year and didn't place any breakable ornaments anywhere on the lower half of the tree. This lesson was learned the hard way last year during Gracie's first Christmas. The time I saw the tree moving a little bit, walked over to it and at EYE LEVEL saw two beady little eyes staring back at me. The time I pulled a kitten out from the middle of a Christmas tree.
Gracie wants to be by the tree at all times. This conflicts with her desire to be at my side at all times. So anytime I'm upstairs, she meows until we go downstairs and she can be by me and Bella AND the tree. She sleeps under it, runs around the bottom of it, sniffs it and bats at the ornaments until I yell at her. No matter where she is, when Bella hears me yell at her, she runs at full speed towards the tree barking at Gracie. (Which is more nerve wracking than Gracie playing with the tree. If you've ever seen Bella run at full force, she's not the most graceful creature and often resembles a bull in a china shop.)
If you look through the pictures on my phone you'll notice something (non-Christmas related) I'm mildly obsessed with. Trying to take a picture of the zoo mates snuggling. Ever since the kitten joined the family (over a year ago now!) I was totally in love with the idea of her and Bella being best friends and snuggling. They are not best friends, though I think that they pretend to dislike each other more than they actually do. They love playing Wrestlemania together. But any time they're even remotely close to snuggling, I try to take a picture (so I can pretend like they do it all the time.) Here's the closest they've come...multiple body parts were touching. It happened kind of by accident because Gracie was laying on me and when I moved she slid down and landed on Bella, both of them too damn tired to care.