O Christmas Tree, O Christmas Tree

Well, I would like to say that we go to a tree farm and cut down our tree, but we don't. We head to the nearest Lowe's and pick one out. This is a very hard decision for me and I think I really try Matthew's patience. I just don't want a tree that is too skinny, too fat, too tall, too short...you get the picture. Anyway, this year Emily Kay was running around everywhere so I had to make this decision much faster than I liked. We were in line with a tree, when I saw a tree that was perfect already in a stand. I asked the clerk if we had to buy the stand too. He said no, so Matthew took the tree out of that stand and came home and put it in our stand. Thanks, Matthew!

We decorated after Emily Kay was asleep, and the next morning her face was priceless. I never have my camera at the right time. :(

She is very in to the Christmas lights this year and everywhere we go she comments on them. She says" Ooooo, pretty!" over and over again until you acknowledge that the lights are indeed pretty. However, she thinks that the lights are hot and won't touch them. Matthew and I just went with it and have been telling her that all of our decorations are hot ;) She hasn't touched a thing!