The year of the real tree
The first five years of our marriage were spent with a small, $30, pre-lit Christmas tree. I hold some dear memories with that plastic little guy. BUT the last few years, I have fought tooth and nail to get a real, delicious smelling, put-your-own-lights-on, Christmas spirit oozing Christmas tree! Nothing big or fancy, just something that I could walk down the stairs and literally smell Christmas with. This year, I finally won the tree debate and left our little pre-lit baby in it's box. We spent an evening last week on the hunt for a real beauty, where I won half that battle... First stop, Petersen Farms. This little local farm is my favorite. I go get my eggs, produce and even some meat there, regularly. Every year we buy our pumpkins from their darling patch with the friendliest employees. I love Petersen Farms.
The place was decked out in Christmas spirit. Darling decorations, Christmas music playing, cider samples, a fire pit to warm your hands, lots of trees to choose from and SANTA was even inside! I mean, come on. What a charming little farm! Now not to throw my dear, sweet husband under the bus, BUT.... After enjoying the Christmas cheer around us and looking at the tree's for twenty, he just "couldn't justify spending twice as much on a tree when they are half price at that huge place down the street". I figured since I had made him give up the little plastic tree, I would let him pick the real one. So we bought a wreath and jug of cider, then were off to get our half priced tree.
We got to the other lot where they sold them so quickly they didn't even un-tie them to show you what they looked like. We bought our bundled tree, threw it on the car and headed home to decorate. Even though I wanted my "Petersen Farms" tree, I was excited to unbundle and see what this delicious smelling tree looked like.
Got home with two kids passed out in the car, took them up to bed and then unloaded what turned out to be a monstrosity of a tree. Not exactly the Charlie Brown tree I had in mind, but I do love it. It's our first real one and it does smell Christmasy and amazing. Scarlett enjoys putting her toys on as ornaments and Welles like to sit in front and try to eat it's pine branches. Everyone is quite happy, BUT.... Mark my words, next year we will buy from my favorite cute farm;). Sorry Scott!