Is anyone else still catching up from Christmas other than me?
On a chilly, drizzly, basically nasty Monday morning early in December, we set out to get our Christmas tree. (It's always a nasty morning when we get our tree. Seriously, for at least the last three years it's been that way!) We know many folks who cut down their own trees at local farms, but our tradition is just to go to a nearby nursery and choose from the pre-cuts. What can I say--it's quick and painless!
Douglas firs are our favorite kind of tree... a lovely deep green, and mmmm, they smell so crisp and woodsy! We always look for a nice large one. And we always name our tree after a dead U.S. president. This year, with the help of a certain LT via Twitter, our tree was christened Teddy Roosevelt. Here's the pictorial recap of Teddy Roosevelt's inauguration.
Choosing which ornament to hang next:
My cute boys:
Adding the finishing touch...
And, voila! Teddy Roosevelt is fully installed.