I really really really am trying to keep things SIMPLE this Christmas season, but I just can't do a fake tree. Call me Becky.
We loaded up yesterday and drove the whole 2 miles to Papa Noel's to buy our tree - direct from the Blue Ridge Mountains of North Carolina! The whole outing probably took 30 minutes or less, but it felt like a major undertaking.
Here is my best shot of the kids enjoying the winter wonderland. Awesome, I know.
Maggie had a great time, as usual.
Okay, so we didn't exactly trek into the woods and chop it down ourselves, but we still felt like Uncle Eddie should be coming over soon...
We got what we came for - a tree that's just "this much" taller than Dadda (per Owen). It's up in our living room waiting patiently for me to put lights on it, so the kids (who are not waiting quite as patiently) can put the ornaments up... I guess I should get off the computer and get to work.
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