Some of you know I live in a bit of a fantasy world. My fantasy this December day looked something like this ... Gather the family all together( we are all dressed very stylishly ), then jump into the car gleefully and excitedly looking forward to chopping down our most beautiful Christmas tree ever. Of course, we are all laughing and drinking our perfectly hot hot chocolate.
Now if we could just erase the kids and the husband from this reality, I might have actually come pretty close to the fantasy (minus the stylish dress and the hot chocolate). The Farm was gorgeous, their trees were perfect. Lots of tall skinny nobles. My favorite! They had a fire roaring outside of their rustic barn. Miles and miles of open fields misted over with light rain. I got to frolic in the mud (that is a good thing) searching for my fantasy tree. Once I found my tree, we loaded it in the back of Chris's candy red truck.
Now, fast forward to me giving the " you really need to appreciate, don't be such whiny, spoily brats, you'll look back on this some day" speech as we drove home! All the kids sulking as we walked inside the house. "Boy Mom, that sure was a lot of fun, thanks."
The amazing tree is now up in our family room waiting for me to.... gather the family(stylishly dressed) around its branches and adorn them with all of our delicate ornaments. We will sing Christmas Carols, drink our homemade wassail, and dance, until the children lay down their sleepy heads with dreamy smiles lingering.
I really think these pics say it all.
1 week ago