Monday, December 14, 2009

O Christmas Tree, O Christmas Tree

Your branches green delight us.

This is the story of our Christmas tree. Our Christmas tree that was thoughtfully and carefully selected and set and turned and twisted until it was nestled just right into its new home inside of our home.

O Christmas Tree, O Christmas Tree,
How lovely are your branches

This year we opted to retire the artificial giant we have used in the past and replace it with the sweet aroma of a fresh cut tree. Let the trimming of the tree begin.

How many sparkling little white lights can go on one's Christmas tree? I'll tell you this tree is half the size of our old faithful and I used one less string of lights. I lost the exact count of how many are on there, but I'll tell you that you should come armed with a good pair of shades when you enter my house.

Notice the denim knee peeking out in the left corner of this photo. That's the photographer.

O Christmas Tree, O Christmas Tree
Much pleasure dost thou bring me

Oh wait. What's happening here. Mom's doing all of the work and the photographer is relaxing on the sofa. Get to work child 'o mine. Get to work now!

For every year the Christmas tree
Brings to us both joy and glee

Somewhere around string number eight I finally got that boy to work. And work him hard I did.

O Christmas Tree, O Christmas Tree
Much pleasure dost thou bring me

....almost as much as a hard working child

Almost to the fun part. Lights on. Check.

Preliminary clean up done. Check,

If your not familar with this step of the tree deocrating process, you must know it's crucial. Otherwise, tiny little green needles prick the devil out of little bare feet as they tip toe back and forth to hang the ornaments.

O Christmas Tree, O Christmas Tree
Thy candles shine out brightly

Is there anything sweeter?

Each bough doth hold its tiny light,
That makes each toy to sparkle bright

Especially knowing he does not have a sticky pine needle crippling him as he walks back and forth to the tree to hang the ornaments one at a time.

O Christmas Tree, O Christmas Tree
Thy candles shine out brightly!

Oh what a sight?! It's my favorite thing to see first thing in the morning. I stumble to the tree and turn the lights on before making my way to the coffee pot. That's a lotta love right there, friends.

And it's the last light I turn off before going to bed at night.

Speaking of bed. I think I hear it calling my name.

'Night all,


Daina said...

This blog is fabulous! I love the pictures and the photographer! That tree looks amazing. I just might have to come with my sunglasses in person.

JaeRob said...

your tree is pretty...

Amy said...

Thanks girls!

Anonymous said...

Aw I love it!