Loving the snow (and our snow pants). |
Trying to make a snowball. |
Unfortunately, that excitement didn’t hold up as well on the day we finally went to get our tree. We decided that, because we’re just in temporary digs right now, that we would store most of the Christmas decorations (including our tree) at Grandma and Grandpa’s house. We don’t have an outlet outside at this house, and the tree is very large and would overwhelm the living space here.
So we headed off to Mennards to pick out a tree for this year. (I know. We go all out, don’t we?) We had just picked up our new van that morning (replacing the 1998 Grand Caravan that was starting to fall apart — literally; Veronica slid out of the door the other day and knocked a big old rusty piece off as she went). So between making the first outing in the new van and getting the Christmas tree,we thought the excitement levels would be high. And they were for Ethan and Veronica.
Big kids carrying the tree, while their brother chilled out in a time out in the van. |
After Colin snapped out of his “mood,” he was able to join in the fun. |
With the super high ceilings we have in this apartment, our little tree looks positively tiny. But it’s pretty, and festive, and ours.
Celebrating decorating success. |
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