On Saturday morning, we woke up to a very strange Southern California occurrence: a long, cold rain!
Schäfer completed “small homeschool” to make up for yesterday’s field trip. The girls played most of the morning. Selah insisted on going outside and was quite miffed when we asked her to stay inside.
All the kids took Legoland Recovery Naps.
By 4pm the rain stopped and the sun was still shining enough to go Christmas tree shopping. Originally, we wanted to go to a Christmas Tree Farm, but after going to a Pumpkin Farm around Halloween where we encountered $25 pumpkins, we decided that a local lot would be easier on our budget.
I tried to find a large lot with plenty of trees standing up to give the kids the feeling of a Christmas Tree Farm. I have no clue why this mattered to me. My kids have never seen a Christmas Tree Farm so they don’t have anything to compare it to. They were so happy with the lot they were given.
Tree shopping went as well as expected. We found a tree for the price we were willing to pay. We spent quite a bit of time walking around the lot. Ultimately, Schäfer selected the tree.
After the tree was strapped to the car, we decided a quick run into Walmart to get some lights was necessary. Of course, we have a ton of Christmas lights, but they are sitting in a plastic bin in the People’s Republic of China.
Hubs ran into Walmart while Mom and I sat in the car with 4 kids… who just went to Leogland! and woke from naps! and tromped around a Christmas tree lot!
I promise, Hubs was in Walmart for 8.5 hours.
For some reason, my kids could not stop touching each other or speaking words that did not encourage. It was decided that lo we could not decorate the Christmas tree nor could we drink egg nog. All of our children loss the privilege of being festive this evening.
Somehow we managed to feed them and put them to bed.
Meanwhile, our house smelled incredible. It’s been years since we’ve had a real, live Christmas tree.
Thank you Oregon tree farmers.