Somehow I've managed to be excused from the fussier parts of Christmas Tree Decorating. I get to cut and trim the tree, as may be needed, and place it in the stand, but I am released from duty early on when the final placement begins of lights, ornaments, ribbons, garlands, and so forth.
Mostly I can look on in silence, book in my lap, pen in hand while my wife works contentedly on her own, getting things just so. Occasionally she might ask for an opinion, "Don't you love this ball?" she'd ask, holding up an old tree ornament she just found in the bottom of the decorations box, "I think it came from Ma and Pappy's."
"Yes," I'd say, nodding, "I think I remember that one," I'd lie, and return to my book.
I love Christmas!