Christmas tree

Our tree, in all it's lighted glory. It took something like 10 strands of lights. Jiminy Christmas!

I'm going backwards on these posts but we went to find a beautiful Christmas tree this year. We picked out a perfect one! Well, I should say that Mike picked it out. However this year I found myself being incredibly paranoid about the tree - getting enough water, burning down my house. Maybe because I have 2 more precious beings under my roof? Probably. Nevertheless I'm seriously considering just getting a fake one next year. We'll see.

Oh and did I mention that our beautiful, gorgeous NINE foot Christmas tree FELL OVER one night? Kendall came into our room in the middle of the night and as I walked her back to her room I was thinking of what a mess our living room was. We'd finished folding all of the girls laundry while they were asleep so we left it out on the furniture until morning...anyway, I looked all the way over - something just didn't feel right and hoooooooooooly crap, tree down! 2 ornaments broke (surprisingly only 2) but one was our "I DO!" globe that my mother-in-law gave us the year we got married. I had to get Mike out of bed to help me lift the darn thing up. Upon finding the broken "I Do" globe, I lifted my hands in exaggeration and said loudly "NOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!! It's a sign!!! The marriage is over!!!!!" Then we laughed and got out the vacuum. What else do you do at 3 am when you find a horizontal Christmas tree?