Yesterday we headed out to Wilbert's to pick out a Christmas tree. It was strange to have no snow and boggy ground as we walked around searching for that ideal tree. This year our goal was to get one that was fairly narrow because we need to tuck in in a corner out of the reach of Little Bird. Eventually we found a tree that fit our criteria. The tree was very tall but the top was just what we wanted and the bottom was pretty sparse. So we decided to just have it cut down and use the bottom branches to make a wreath.
On the way home, we happened upon a small holiday market with various handmade items and foods. There was also a Santa and we thought it would be great to get Little Bird's picture. When we got her out of the car, we realized there had been an epic blowout (almost completely down one leg, soaking through 4 layers, etc.) So, Camberly did her best to get things cleaned up, while Caleb ran into Old Navy to buy some replacement clothes. Finally, Little Bird met Santa and we had about two seconds to snap the typical screaming baby Santa picture. Poor girl.
At home, we had fun pulling out all the decorations and getting the tree all set up. Little Bird loves the lights on it and kept wanting to "help." The tree fits perfectly in its spot and sets the Christmas mood in the house.
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