Breakfast with Santa put us in the Christmas spirit so much that we decided to do something new and exciting. We went to cut our own fresh tree. We got Collin bundled up and headed out. We didn't feel like driving too far so we went to a place in Grove City. They had tons of really nice trees already cut but we wanted to cut our own so we headed out to the field to find the first annual Wilson Family Real Christmas Tree. We looked and looked, and walked and walked...it seemed that we were in the land of midget Christmas Trees. We walked all the way to the back trying to find just one tree that was at least eyeball height-no such luck. We decided it would be a little tree for out little peanut Collin-aaahhh-isn't that sweet!
Yes, that is our tree behind us...I know...you can't see it-we should have stood behind it!!
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Here is dad cutting, mom cutting and the dreaded walk all the way back! The cutting part literally took 30 seconds! Once we got home and got our prize in the house it looked pretty bad. Notice the height of the tree in proportion to Collin and the ceiling!!
It looked kind of silly-short and fat to be exact. So fat that you couldn't walk through on that side of the room. When life hands you lemons, make lemonade (or a nice lemon martini). I had a sudden recollection that last year we had to go out and buy all new plastic bulbs because someone kept pulling them off the tree and breaking them. I'm not going to name names but I will say he is very short and likes shiny things.So if we were to, say, put the tree on top of something it would solve all of our issues.BRILLIANT! Not one broken bulb yet!
And that makes us all happy!!!
Enough with your cheezy grins!! Get to work boys-get that mess cleaned up!