This year may have been the coldest temperatures we've ever braved when picking out a Christmas tree. With temperatures in the mid-20s, we spent far less time evaluating each tree on the lot. In years' past, we would carefully scrutinize each tree's needles, height, shape, and general appearance. This year, we were less interested in seeing all of the available options and then far less critical of those we narrowed it down to for further consideration. We ended up with an 8 1/2 foot Fraser fir, that I believe is one of the prettiest trees we've ever had (I say that every year though!).
Despite the frigid temperatures, Ryan insisted on visiting the baby goats, particularly the one he picked out when we visited the petting zoo in the Fall. He's really attached to the little fella; I wonder which grandparent is going to receive the Christmas present marked "fragile" that bleats when you shake it?! Nana and PopPop, since you rejected the idea of a puppy and a Vietnamese pig, we assumed that meant you were game for raising Ryan's pet goat. I think the baby goat on the right in the second picture below is the one that will be delivered to your house next week. ;-)
When we got home, Ryan helped Daddy mount the tree in the stand, carry it inside, and position it in the corner of the family room. He then got to do the honors of cutting the string that held the branches in place while we drove it home from the tree farm. Despite his best efforts, Gavin was not able to saw his way through the string since we only allowed him to use his plastic Handy Manny tools! Then, since they were already half-frozen, Ryan and Daddy decided to hang the pre-lit outdoor garland over the front door. Gavin and Mommy watched from inside where it was warm!
The next day, Mike strung the lights and the boys and I decorated the tree. We listened to holiday music and wore reindeer antlers and Rudolph and Frosty hats to really get into the Christmas spirit. The boys had a great time going through the box of ornaments, hearing us reminisce about the stories behind each one. Although most of these ornaments are held together with superglue now that we have little clumsy hands that help us decorate, they're still very special to us. Each ornament represents a memorable time in our lives, like the UMD Terrapin (college years), Guinness' first Christmas, Southernmost Point monument (engagement), first married Christmas together, first house (Germantown condo), glass parrot (Jimmy Buffett Parrotheads), hula Santa (Hawaii), baby's first Christmas, angel kiss with Heaven-sent love (Gavin's birth mark and NICU stay), Disney cruise, etc. This year we added a Batman ornament to our collection to remind us of the year of all things super heroes for Ryan! And, true to form, the batarang broke off and had to be glued back on by Daddy (that Daddy magic never fails!).
This was the first year Gavin was able to help decorate the tree. I think for every ornament Ryan and I put up, Gavin removed at least 3 in its place! And, he has proven that shatterproof ornaments truly do live up to their name. When we brought out the box of glittery shatterproof ornaments, he immediately went for them, saying "ball" as he threw them down the hallway! We briefly considered only decorating the top half of the tree, but since Gavin is such a climber, we figured he'd view that as a challenge. Somehow, he'd find a way to scale the tree to take off the ornaments! And, with the tree wedged between the sofa and love seat, it would only encourage him to climb the furniture to reach the ornaments at the top. So, instead, we constantly re-decorate the lower half of the tree to rehang the ornaments Gavin takes down every day.
I really like the photo of the boys with the Santa snow globe below. I think it's one of the few good ones where both boys are looking at the camera and smiling. It also makes me chuckle because there's just something about the Mann boys and snow globes. A couple of years ago, Ryan nearly shattered Mike's kneecap with one (by accident of course!). And, the one in the picture below is no longer with us since last weekend Gavin decided to roll it down the stairs onto the hardwood floor!
This tree is such an improvement over some of the trees we had during our early years together, before we had children and when we were busy with our respective careers and graduate coursework! Babe, remember that Charlie Brown tree that was shorter than I was?! Remember how we were so strapped for cash that we actually went from tree farm to tree farm doing price comparisons? And, after balking at the price of some of the bigger trees, we settled on this one and then tried to angle the pictures from the floor looking up so that the tree looked more normal sized?! Ahhh, such fond memories...