Not too long ago we picked up a chocolate lab and took care of her for almost a week. The owners were so glad that we'd found and took care of her that they offered us a free Christmas tree in thanks. We headed over there on Friday afternoon and looked a bunch of them over. I saw one I really wanted, but at the price that it was marked for, I didn't want to take it. After all it's their business and we didn't want to take too much even though it was offered to us.

Steve made me laugh when he walked up to this little short thin tree and said: "This is the one I want!" The poor thing was barely taller than him and he's a whopping 5'6". LOL
Can we have this one?! It's perfect! LOL Um no guys...putting a hole in my roof for that monster is not going to happen!
J kept playing with a tree stump he dubbed his "magic tree stump". It found it's way into most of the pictures of our hunt for the 'perfect' tree (see first pic between little bitty tree and Steve's arm). He never did say what was so special about it, but it's sitting out there in the yard now looking very unmagical like...He also found a cute little pinecone that he had to have me take a picture of. "Look, it's so tiny Mom!"
B was just a bugger about the couple of trees we were deciding on...I don't know what was up her bum that day, but she was so bratty about getting the little tree-she kept saying she wanted her big tree at home and how the little one was ugly! I was really irritated with her behavior and had warned her to behave. Then dad warned her and true to form she kept on about it in her usual drama induced self. Steve took away her priviledges when she didn't straighten up for acting like such a pill (translating into no video/computer games and she hates that!). She of course was 'sooooooooo bored' all night, LOL! Her father said that was the point. Was the misbehaving and not listening worth being 'bored'? Of course she mumbled something about liking the tree and went to her room to play. Stinker!
We'll be trimming the little tree today. They can't wait.

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