What boys do at Christmas Tree Farms…

I promised a more encouraging post than last night’s “All I want for Christmas” post so here goes.

But I have to warn you I just took my second dose of pain medicine so if I go off the deep end (again) you know why.

My hubbie left to go out of town for the week today.  Baby girl cried all the way to the dentist.  They all hate it when daddy leaves.

We picked out our tree on Saturday.
And here’s what boys do at Christmas Tree Farms…

They run wild through the rows of trees with light sabers…

They stab perfectly innocent trees into submission…

Who me??

“Hey, now that you are looking, check this out mom!”


The the big boy came on the scene to show the smaller ones how to slay those Christmas Trees.

It’s all about the saw man!

Then dragging the wounded tree back to the car!

We picked a pine this year to save on money.  It’s a fat fellow.  Maybe this week we’ll gets lights and ornaments on it.

Otherwise I’m going to need more than pain medicine to deal with the wrath of my kids if there are no lights on the tree by tomorrow night!
Hey, any of you guys wanna come over to help.  I promise I won’t smile at you.
Lest you be really scared!!

IN HIM,