We got our tree yesterday, and I thought I would document it here…since it’s probably a little different than how many people get their trees this time of year.
Once it’s down, we drag it back to our truck. This year, there was actually mud on the ground instead of snow. So we had to give our tree a bath in the creek before bringing it inside!
And in case this all sounds idyllic, and you’re feeling like I am presenting a perfectly perfect life…last night Garrett was teasing Viv, and she threw a wooden car at him. It hit him across the bridge of the nose, splitting the skin. So, he and I spent the evening in Urgent Care waiting for the PA to surgically glue the cut back together.
Ah, life. Always a little bitter with the sweet. Such a good reminder this time of year, when I am tempted to try to make everything perfect!