the tree.

The day after Thanksgiving, we decided to take BG to pick out her first tree.

Of course we I decided that at about five in the afternoon, after sitting around all day, and had to have one at that very moment.

Surprisingly enough, I couldn't convince Mr. Perfect to go last minute Christmas tree farm hunting, so we hoofed it off to Lowe's and bought one.

Which Mr. promptly informed me I wasn't allowed to decorate until it had a few days to fall.

Harumph.

But I left it alone for three whole days.

Then it was on.

Putting the first ornament on.


A few days later, we decided to hoof it on out to a Christmas tree farm for the "experience".

Basically we drove around for an hour to find a tree farm, got out in the freezing cold, took some pictures, and came home.

But we had fun. And now BG has been to her first tree farm.


the farm











Absolutely breathtaking

So once we were sufficiently frozen to the bone, we packed up and headed home.

To our Lowe's tree which has been dropping needles for weeks.

Patience is a virtue one must have to get a good tree.

While I love a real tree, I think until the little one is a bit bigger we're going to have to do the fake thing. I'm over vacuuming 10 times a day to keep needles off the floor.