Last Saturday we spent our morning hunting for the perfect tree.
For those of you who know me well you know that Christmas is my favorite time of year.
This has nothing to do with all the holiday gifts and goodies but instead with all the decorations.
There is just something about twinkling lights and the smell of a tree that bring joy to my spirit.
The hunt went well and the girls were troopers.
They followed the leader (me) waiting until I found the perfect tree.
For Sam since he does not walk well in snow we were smart parents and brought a sled.
Too bad he did not want to ride in it.
I paid the price.
My arms hurt for two days after that.
It must be a sign that I am getting old.
For those of you who know me well you know that Christmas is my favorite time of year.
This has nothing to do with all the holiday gifts and goodies but instead with all the decorations.
There is just something about twinkling lights and the smell of a tree that bring joy to my spirit.
The hunt went well and the girls were troopers.
They followed the leader (me) waiting until I found the perfect tree.
For Sam since he does not walk well in snow we were smart parents and brought a sled.
Too bad he did not want to ride in it.
I paid the price.
My arms hurt for two days after that.
It must be a sign that I am getting old.
let the hunt begin
still looking...Mom is picky
Amelia smiling in the sunshine
Sammy happy because he escaped the sled
finally in front of our real tree
classic sleds
good family phototoo bad I already ordered the
Christmas cards ; )
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