In previous years, we've left the tree until last minute... this year we took a more proactive approach. We've always gone to the same tree farm to get our tree, and we did the same this year, except this year we took advantage of "tagging" it. We went on Thanksgiving weekend and were able to pick out our tree and "reserve" it for when we were ready to cut it down and bring it home. It was really nice to break it up into two trips. It allowed us to take our time to pick out our tree, and then come get it when we had enough time to devote to getting it set up. It was a lot more enjoyable when all of that didn't need to be crammed into one afternoon. We were also lucky this year because my mom was able to go with us to pick it out _and_ the weather was unseasonably warm when we were tagging... much more enjoyable then trying to make a decision while freezing. I think this may become a new tradition!
[After a quick play in the leaves...]
[We took off to find our tree.]
[It required a lot of trekking to find just the right one...]
["There are soooo many!"]
["Dada, I found the perfect tree and it's SOOOOO big!"]
[And only one fall!]
This is a photo Doug snagged on his iPhone... it illustrates the trees S was shopping for...
Of course, I can't let a portrait opportunity pass me by:
[This last one it just funny... not a good portrait!]
A couple of weeks later, we went back to cut down the tree. And by "we," I mean "me." For some crazy reason, I volunteered to trek out to the tree with the attendant and bring it back... in sub-zero temperatures... while Doug stayed in the car with a sleeping Spencer. What was I thinking!?
Once we got it home, we started the task of decorating. Of course, I had a helper:
[I like this one mama!]
[Yes, he is sitting on the ornaments]
[Spencer's preferred method of picking things up off the floor...]
And then there is the finished product...
[Complete with plastic ornaments... sigh]
Now, I wouldn't say that Spencer was really "good" with the tree. It was just too tempting. Everything I wrote in this post was true. Unfortunately.
But, it certainly did provide for some entertainment...
[Please note the wooden spoon in his hand. Moments earlier, we had a little "beat down" episode...]
[He kept trying to "sneak" by the tree to look out the window... oh, silly boy.]
We loved our perfect tree...