This year, however, it was greatly improved by:
Elvis Presley Christmas music
and hot chocolate with Irish cream.
On Saturday we got our tree.
Here are Bethany and Benjamin,
showing us the beauteous tree we found just a few minutes into the search.
(oh, and that's my dad on the left... eating an apple...)
Of course it was too good to be true--
I mean, we hadn't tromped all over the entire hillside, quarreling,
getting muddy feet, and ultimately turning the entire thing into a family feud.
Benjamin got down to cut it and it was all crooked or something. So we moved on...
This picture makes me happy, because I haven't gotten a decent picture of this girl in a long time.
She is so PRETTY!
Weird Bethany and Mama.
Ben: "This seems like a good idea!"
"Oh, this is a better idea."
Comparing footwear. Bethany is the one in the boots. : )
Like my socks? LOL.
Yeah, he's a weirdo.
Benjamin, with strength unknown to man, felled our beauteous tree that we ended up choosing.
Without anyone getting angry at each other!
I think that was a first.
Every year, Mama picks us each out an ornament that sort of represents our previous year.
Last year I got this ruby-red sparkley slipper. And this year I got the Cheshire Cat. : )