Merry Christmas Eve!
This afternoon, we trekked into the hills to get a Christmas tree. We went to the same farm we did in 2010, 2011, and 2012.1Last year, due to everything else that was going on, we got a tree from a lot.
Unlike years in the past, we had no rain, no snow, no fog, and no mud. We also had no problem finding a nice tree, cutting it down,2I love a sharp saw. carrying it to the car,3With help from one of the farmer’s daughters. lifting it up,4With Jamison’s help. He’s getting tall — and strong. tying it down,5Jamison’s help, again. bringing it home,6The wheels on the car go round and round? setting it up,7Yup, with Jamison’s help again. I don’t know what I’m going to do without that boy. :-) and decorating it.8Everyone helped! Even Mousse and Meisa wanted to get in on the fun. *<:-)
About all that’s left is to take a pretty picture of it. Maybe tomorrow night. It’s going to be up for a while. :-)
Before opening our traditional Christmas Eve gift of PJs, we posed the kids in front of the Christmas tree.
Merry Christmas, from our family to yours!
Christmas time means a trip to Pioneer Place to visit “Santa Claus.”1Little did we know that the real Santa had moved to Pioneer Courthouse Square, to be replaced by a fraud who didn’t ask the kid’s names, hurried through Christmas wants, and didn’t talk to parents other than to say, “Quick, snap the picture. There are other people in line.” Bad form, Pioneer Place. *<:-( (Today is Festivus, so the airing of grievances is traditional and appropriate.) Then we walked to Pioneer Courthouse Square to see Portland’s tree and take more pictures. I experimented with zoomy, blurry, and zoomy blurry pictures.
We had more holiday goodness with a visit to the Pioneer Courthouse Square Christmas Tree. Only a little chilly. :-)