(This is with lights only. We have a whole decorating philosophy (hint: LOTS OF LIGHTS AND SPARKLY STUFF). Actual ornaments go on after the lighting situation has been handled.)
We got our tree!
I love Christmas. A lot. I love everything about it. Neighborhood lights. Baking. Nativity scenes. Carols. Trees. Kids crying on Santa’s lap. Shoddily wrapped presents under our tree. The whole nine.
I’m trying very hard to get into the Christmas Spirit, but I’m sort of struggling here. I think the winter and the homesickness and the whole it-gets-dark-at-3PM thing is all just wearing be down and I’m…I don’t know what I am. But I’m working on it.
So, anyway, this weekend we went to a real honest to God tree farm and JS cut us down a kickass Christmas tree. It may not be our biggest to date, but it was super fun, and also? It cost less than HALF THE PRICE of a precut, mostly dead tree would have cost us in California. So take THAT, homesickness.
Xander is still a bit under the weather, but we risked it and brought him out with us, bundled up in layers and layers. He mostly enjoyed being pulled in the sled, but also liked pointing out all of the Nature around us. “Eh? Eh? EH EH EH EH EH EH?????!!!!!”
Then we went out to brunch and I got a hot chocolate that tasted like a melted Hershey’s bar. Well played, Vermont.