there is no way i am the only woman in the history of the world who has made her husband return a christmas tree. don't get me wrong, i love christmas tree decorating and the amazing smell of an evergreen from december through mid feb {because, lets be honest, there is no chance of it getting de-decorated and taken out to the trash before that}.
it sounds so absurdly cliche to tell a story of a husband bringing home an oversized tree, and i really don't mean to be a grinch of a wife, but this tree was seven feet tall with a six foot diameter. i measured. our living room is about 12x12, with furniture that only leaves about 6x6 of open floor space. do the math. it had to go!
we returned to the tree lot and came home with an appropriately sized four and a half foot tree that works perfectly in our small city living space. after tree decorating, there were no fewer that one hundred pictures taken in attempt to capture the perfect christmas card photo of baby Scarlett. this was another fail.
true or false, she looks like a baby jesus manger figurine in this picture? unintended, i promise. {i'm sure all the nuns from my 16 years of catholic education are not happy with me comparing my child to the baby jesus.} regardless, you'll have to wait for the mail to see our actual christmas card slash turned into a happy new year card because i waited too long to order the prints...until then...
MERRY CHRISTMAS!
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