tree hunting

 Brian loves a real tree for Christmas.  For me it just means more work with sweeping up dropped needles and keeping it watered, but whatever.  It's Christmas.  I guess I can give into this since it's only once a year.  So we went on the hunt for the perfect Christmas tree.

 There were a lot of gorgeous trees, and we kept finding great ones at every turn.  Rowan tested the needle strength.

 Look, Papa!  More trees!

 Every tree was perfect to Fletcher.

 Our failed attempt at a family picture.

Rowan gives good bottom lip.

 We found one and brought it home with us, and we're in the process of decorating it, along with the rest of the house.  Did I mention I'm hosting Brian's work party?  Because I'm insane, that's why.  So we're getting the house pretty for the upcoming party, thanks in huge part to my mom.  We brought home bough scraps from the fresh trees and mom and I wired together a beautiful garland for the front door.  I'll be posting pictures soon of the decorations.  Here's a sneak peek of our mantle.

After all the busy decorating all weekend, we wound down with a big bowl of popcorn and watched "The Polar Express."  It was so lovely watching these littles sharing their treat and watching the movie in rapt attention.

 Ok, maybe not rapt attention for Rowan.  This is what happened when I thought I could take empty Christmas crates back up to the attic while the littles were busy. 

Parenting fail.

Stay tuned for Christmas treats, projects, and decorations!  We're busy elves around here.