My husband would be so proud that I used a quote from one of his favorite movies. Would you believe me if I told you it wasn’t until last year that I finally gave in and watched it with him? For some reason Christmas Vacation just wasn’t one of those classics that played in our house when we were growing up. I’m glad I finally watched it with him though, and now I know some of the inside jokes him and his brothers rattle off around the dinner table.
Getting our tree is always one of my favorite things to do and really kicks off the Christmas spirit for us. We never had a real tree when we were growing up but Eric’s family always did, and I remember going over to visit and loving the smell and look of it.
I was so excited the first year we got to celebrate Christmas together because I knew a real tree was going to happen. If you’ve been a long time reader around here (and always a big thank you for those who visit this little space) then you might remember how I mentioned our first tree was one that we cut down from our front yard. We used the top, and by top I mean the first 9 feet of it, which made up our beautiful tree. We loved that tree, and ever since then it sparked something in us. So much so, that we would love to own a tree farm one day. I’ll drop a little hint here, we are getting so close to potentially making it happen that I am anxious to see what 2018 has in store.
There’s a place in our town that we’ve been going to now for the past few years which makes it super convenient to just put the tree in the back of Eric’s truck and drive it right home. Last year the boys (well mainly A) were very opinionated about the tree we chose, and this year wasn’t much different. It actually might have been worse because now we have two from the peanut gallery that had their opinions on trees. They were really cute about it though and you could tell they were taking the decision making process very seriously.
After we decided on our tree, the boys got distracted by sticks and rocks and had more fun collecting them #priorities. It’s all fun and games until your little brother whacks you over the head with a stick and the tears start flowing. Thankfully they immediately stopped around an, I’m sorry, that was followed up by a hug. Isn’t it amazing how they can just stop crying like that?
I will say though, the nuggets were huge helpers this year which was a nice surprise from the extra messes that were made last year. They helped Eric carry the tree in, cut the netting from it, secured it in the tree stand, and did a fantastic job decorating the first three rows of it. The top of my tree might be a little light on ornaments this year, but I like to think some of the best things start from the bottom up 😉
