Due to the past Susan inspired Christmas Tree debacles, we tried a new place for our annual Christmas tree expedition. We got to the place, grabbed our saws and jumped on the tractor for a ride with a toothless old man to get ourselves a tree.
Nate and I decided to admit our true roles in the process and give complete power to the girls to pick the tree, thinking we'd simplify things a bit. It didn't work. Cathie and Madeline found what we thought (at the time) was a great tree, but Emily didn't quite agree. Being the stubborn little monkey that she is (which she inherited from Cathie) she wanted a taller tree (one that was taller than Cathie) and decided to pout (which turned out later to be rather ironic). She was in such a funk, we swapped out Allie to be in our picture, but still took one with a pouty Emily.
We strapped the tree to the top of our car and headed back to the Lebbon's for our second Thanksgiving dinner. When we got to the Lebbons, they pointed out that it looked kind of small. The next morning, I stopped by Susan's and noticed the same thing with there treee.
We finally got the tree setup at home last night, only to find that it was in fact very, very short (Emily was right). The on way we could make it look tall was to stand it next to two short people.
You can see the rest of the pictures here.
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