Here is how it went.
We get there and we are on a mission.
run.
run.
rest.
so. many. trees.
WE GOT TO GET A TREE!
sigh. we were overwhelmed and very excited, so daddy had to reel it in.
search.
search.
search.
Until!!
the perfect...
Evans Family Christmas Tree!
so perfect we sat down and claimed it.
Milo was neutral on the subject.
We tied it down and loaded back up, blasted the Christmas tunes and prayed it made it home. And it did. Until we forgot it was up there and pulled in the garage.
oops.
All was well though, just some broken limbs and the top pointy-up angel holder limb. But nothing Christmas ending. We plop it on the stand, bring it in and fight the lights.
typical.
Pretty, but waiting for lights.
MERRY CHRISTMAS!!