I bought an artifical tree over the weekend. I swore I wouldn't ever...but times are changing...
Our family tradition involves a yearly trek to the tree farm...where you have four different boys standing next to four different trees...proclaiming this tree is the best....throw in some snow and wind, along with frozen toes and noses.....
Once the final selection has been determined....it is ceremoniously cut down and tied precariously to the top of our vehicle.....
Ahhh...the memories...
Well, I got to thinking about my new cream colored carpet in my living room and the mess of the tree water that invaraible gets dumped...not to mention the pine needles...and once you get pass the first couple days...can you really smell the tree anymore? And...the fact that two of my children are scattered across the state of Minnesota...
After consulting the troops this past weekend...everyone (except maybe mom who likes to hold on to family traditions) was okay with going artifical.
It's a sad, sad day....but...no needles and no spilt water.
So, here we are trying to assemble our tree....


More pictures of the finished tree to come......