After being sick for a few days, the family ventured out bundled up with hot cocoa to the snowy Christmas tree farm where we traditionally seek out the perfect 12 foot Noble Fir that will be placed in our formal living room for all to see as we host the ultimate holiday party and bask in the glow of the twinkling lights and... oh wait, I think that was the Nyquil cold medicine haze talking there. So really we went to The Home Depot in 65 degree weather and picked out the first tree Ashleigh spotted. A 6 and half foot-er. Done and done.
As is customary though we take a photo and hit the tree with a stick... I don't know why he hit the tree with a stick. He's a boy.