For example:
Last Christmas, we decided to try out the Disney Christmas experience. As Christmas Day rolled around, we were with the mouse himself! It was a long, fun day. This picture was taken shortly after midnight.
On the other hand, last year for St. Patrick's day, the kids decided the world was not green enough, and they got into the food coloring while making dinner. We ended up with green mashed potatoes and green milk. Trust me on this one: you do NOT want to see the picture.
[no picture - you're welcome]
So, in keeping with our non-traditional tradition, this year we decided to hunt down a tree farm and go cut our own Christmas tree. It was so much fun wandering around the tidy little forest. For the most part, the tree types were intermingled, and so it was easy to compare the different variations.
There were clumps of all one kind of tree here and there, and we ended up in one of these because we were looking for a different type of tree: one we couldn't find on a tree lot at home.
These are blue ice trees. They're super fragrant and pretty nifty looking, too. In this picture, we're just starting to try to decide which one we want. See the tall tree behind Jim? That's the one!
The tree is home and up in the family room. Right now it only has white lights on it, and because of the way the branches grow, as you move around, it makes the lights look like they're twinkling. Check it out:
We're going to decorate it in silver so that it looks like an ice tree. I'll put up more photos later.
Merry Christmas!
5 comments:
we've had tree trouble for the past 2 year now. maybe we should try a fresh tree!
(from sits)
Now that Thanksgiving is over am totally inspired to get a X-mas tree this year. We are going to cut one down too. One with character. Love SITS much?
Thanks for stopping by my blog today!
We've been cutting down our own tree for years now. Except here in Wisconsin you have to lay in the snow to cut your tree down!
Love the tree! Can't wait to see it. BTW, I tagged you with the bookworm award. You can find the details here.
When I was ten, I went Christmas-tree-cutting with a friend and his family. His four-year-old cousin knew what the mission was, so he brought along his blunt-tip scissors to cut down the tree. The memory still makes me laugh.
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