We had a wonderful festive time going to the Santa Claus parade, watching Christmas specials and putting up the tree this weekend. In a fit of extraordinary cheapness, I mean olden day nostalgia, I made the whole family trek out to the wilderness to pick out a wild tree this year. Unanticipated problems with this plan - #1 - it was raining. It's hard to sing Christmas carols convincingly in the fog and drizzle. But we tried. #2 - Rob is very law abiding. This limited us to going to crown land, which we discovered is actually fairly limited in southern Ontario, so it was quite a drive to get there and all of the kids lost interest and fell asleep or began playing games on my cell phone. #3 - it turns out that we live in a scrubby area with only cedars and maples. Even though the forests look like they are full of trees, they are not always. Pine trees at least. This was a rather substantial problem. I tried to convince Rob that the junipers were the right shape and colour for a Christmas tree, but he was adamant he was nor erecting a Christmas juniper in our house. Hmmm. At last, in a Christmas miracle sort if moment, we saw a lone scraggly pine tree at the edge of the road. We've decorated it up and I think it looks lovely. It's very possible that Heidi and Harrison are going to pull it clean over on top of themselves or each other so it's awfully convenient that it isn't heavy or full. I love it and it makes me smile.
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