We are old fashioned and like to drive over the river and through the woods ("woods" in Jersey are more like tall sticks) to a tree farm, search for the perfect tree and cut it down. No better way in the world to get into the Christmas spirit.
Except its New Jersey so finding the "perfect" tree means finding the first one that isn't brown and dying.
Which we've never found before.
Except for this tree that we found today and were super excited about because it was actually alive! And pretty! And very tree-like!
Camden (I mean Bat-Cam) especially enjoyed this trip. He liked to weave in and out of the trees and play peekaboo.
So we cut the tree and brought it home and made it into a beautiful Christmas tree and all that lovely stuff.
It's late and I'm tired and don't feel like going into detail. You know the drill. Lights. Ornaments. Stars. Etc.
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