We chose a sweet little fraser fir this morning down the road at the high school Christmas tree stand. We were the only souls there at 8:30am other than about ten high school honor society students. They were polite, helpful and happy to take pictures. 🥰
Charlie ran around the place with Mike chasing behind, while Ben and I slowly walked the aisles, on the hunt for the perfect tree. Not too tall, not too full, a little bit skinny and the best smelling we could find. She’s waiting on the porch now, while we straighten up, dig out the tree stand and have final discussions about placement. “Play room!” “No! Living room!” I have a feeling that Mike’s argument of playroom so we open present on Christmas morning right next to her will win. I can’t wait to see her all dolled up!
Do you have your tree yet? I feel like everyone but us has theirs already!