Tradition

So, when we lived in St. Louis we always went to the same tree farm to cut down our tree. A hassle, but totally worth it. The hot chocolate, the candy canes, the nice drive, pulling the kids around in a sled, welding sharp saws. It was worth it. But good Christmas trees don't grow here. Only monterrey pines and their branches are too flimsy to hold ornaments. So we go to a big monterrey pine tree farm and look at the ones you can cut, but go home with a pre-cut noble fir. There are no mittens or hats, but it was chilly enough for sweaters - so it felt right.


And this is what it looks like to try to get a picture of three kids. So far this may be the hardest part about having three. Everyone always wants to know what it is like...here you go...



And here is how the day ended - zonked in the Wal-Mart parking lot because we had a dead car battery.
On to the decorating!

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