We've gotten our Christmas trees from all sorts of places, tree farms, tree lots, cut from mountain tops, taken a horse drawn sled to pick one from a make shift building, we even tried buying a live tree and decorating outside in our basement apartment window well so we could reuse it and eventually plant it, in the end we've decided as long as it's real and not shaped by man, we're happy. Most of the time it is all about our schedule, what we have time for during this busy holiday month.
My children are always so excited about decorating the tree, they are amazing little helpers, but as the night grows darker, the lightweights start dropping like flies, and opt for a cozy spot by the fire instead. In the end it was just Jo and I left to finish with the last ornaments.
|Didn't I just write something about this?|
|Yep, I kept and framed them, my favorite is the Quaker guy, or maybe the pink rhino, let's call it a draw.|
|Took this picture a while ago, a sweet tiny gift, thought I'd better take a picture before the kids discovered it.|