Last weekend we finally got our Christmas tree up. I have to say, I am quite surprised at how well the kids (mostly Braden) have been doing with it considering before we even had any ornaments on the thing there was already blocks being thrown into it. Prime example on why someone incredibly smart invented the shatter proof balls, he or she clearly had little boys.
Anyway, here's our Christmas secret...we bought a fake tree this year.
I know millions of people have fake trees and it's not a big deal but ever since we bought our house we have gotten real trees. This was our thought, we would be the next Griswold family and make wonderful memories for our children while we sang Christmas songs and went out and searched for the perfect tree. Here's the thing, the first 2 or 3 years we ended up at the local hardware store picking out a tree. Ummm, yeah. Great Memories.
So after some discussion we agreed that we would get a fake tree as long as we still made memories by going to the tree farm and driving around to look at lights and going on sleigh rides and drinking hot cocoa all while our kids cry because we make them sit on Santa's lap. Combine that with the fact that I don't have to find pine needles in my house until April, perfect.
So here it is, our fake tree's debut.
We like it and that's what matters. :)
As we were out searching for our prefect (fake) tree I passed by this stocking and decided that little Baby Bignell needed it.
I love it!
And a picture of our nativity scene because I think it's awesome.