{"id":572,"date":"2007-12-04T20:15:00","date_gmt":"2007-12-04T20:15:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/tessa.datdec.com\/wordpress\/?p=572"},"modified":"2007-12-04T20:15:00","modified_gmt":"2007-12-04T20:15:00","slug":"tree-time","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/familyblog.datdec.com\/?p=572","title":{"rendered":"Tree time!"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a onblur=\"try\n    {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}\" href=\"http:\/\/4.bp.blogspot.com\/_xGc8ytldDks\/R1YAOfzit5I\/AAAAAAAACYA\/_G4qeKc5cbg\/s1600-h\/IMG_0274.JPG\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer;\n    cursor:hand;\" src=\"http:\/\/4.bp.blogspot.com\/_xGc8ytldDks\/R1YAOfzit5I\/AAAAAAAACYA\/_G4qeKc5cbg\/s200\/IMG_0274.JPG\" border=\"0\" alt=\"\" id=\"BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140296273745852306\" \/><\/a>We got our tree a little early this year. We<br \/>\n    took a little family outing on Sunday to this cut-your-own<br \/>\n    place about 1\/2 hour away. It was a lot of fun. The field is<br \/>\n    big and not much of a walk, and they also have a cool ski-lift<br \/>\n    swing, Santa, free candy canes and hot chocolate and other<br \/>\n    stuff to do. Lex wanted a little tree, and I would have gotten<br \/>\n    it for him except that the trees all cost the same amount, so I<br \/>\n    couldn&#8217;t really justify $36 for a tiny tree in addition to the<br \/>\n    full-size one I wanted. He was quite happy with the big one we<br \/>\n    decided on and even happier to see Alan get on the ground and<br \/>\n    cut it down&#8230; and even happier to see Alan haul it back to the<br \/>\n    place on his shoulder. That boy loves his daddy!<\/p>\n<p><a onblur=\"try\n    {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}\" href=\"http:\/\/3.bp.blogspot.com\/_xGc8ytldDks\/R1YAzPzit6I\/AAAAAAAACYI\/TZ261tjE2vs\/s1600-h\/IMG_0278.JPG\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer;\n    cursor:hand;\" src=\"http:\/\/3.bp.blogspot.com\/_xGc8ytldDks\/R1YAzPzit6I\/AAAAAAAACYI\/TZ261tjE2vs\/s200\/IMG_0278.JPG\" border=\"0\" alt=\"\" id=\"BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140296905106044834\" \/><\/a>Lex&#8217;s favorite part of the trip was a<br \/>\n    tractor-drawn wagon ride through the field. The point was to<br \/>\n    bring people out into the fields to get a tree, but we cut one<br \/>\n    close by then rode the wagon just for fun. It was freezing, but<br \/>\n    he loved it. He wanted to stay on for another ride, then wanted<br \/>\n    to go back on it again later. Crazy boy. He wanted nothing to<br \/>\n    do with Santa though. He actually liked the idea of visiting<br \/>\n    Santa, until he saw the guy <a onblur=\"try\n    {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}\" href=\"http:\/\/1.bp.blogspot.com\/_xGc8ytldDks\/R1YAzvzit7I\/AAAAAAAACYQ\/ch4nzvElfgo\/s1600-h\/IMG_0286.JPG\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"float:right; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer;\n    cursor:hand;\" src=\"http:\/\/1.bp.blogspot.com\/_xGc8ytldDks\/R1YAzvzit7I\/AAAAAAAACYQ\/ch4nzvElfgo\/s200\/IMG_0286.JPG\" border=\"0\" alt=\"\" id=\"BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140296913695979442\" \/><\/a>(perfectly normal and ok looking Santa, of<br \/>\n    course) and then he said &#8220;no, no, no&#8221; and wouldn&#8217;t go near him.<br \/>\n    Same thing happened last year. And the year before he didn&#8217;t<br \/>\n    say no (he was only 7mos) but did spit up all over Santa! :)<br \/>\n    Eve spent the day in the belly pack snuggled up against me. We<br \/>\n    both stayed toasty, in the belly area anyway. She was amused<br \/>\n    mostly by Lex&#8217;s exuberance for the whole event.<\/p>\n<p>When we got home and put up the tree he got<br \/>\n    even more excited. He kept saying &#8220;Wanna look at the tree. What<br \/>\n    a nice tree. What a tall tree. Ooohhh, what a nice tree.&#8221; And<br \/>\n    other such excited statements. I thought for sure he&#8217;d help<br \/>\n    decorate it, but instead he played with the ornaments and tried<br \/>\n    to crawl under\/behind\/on\/in the tree. And he also put the<br \/>\n    little Baby Jesus from our nativity scene to bed in an ornament<br \/>\n    box :) I asked where the baby was and he said &#8220;the baby is<br \/>\n    sleeping. Sleeping in the box.&#8221; <a onblur=\"try\n    {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}\" href=\"http:\/\/2.bp.blogspot.com\/_xGc8ytldDks\/R1YBw_zit8I\/AAAAAAAACYY\/McxS-9Gto6E\/s1600-h\/IMG_0307.JPG\"><img decoding=\"async\" style=\"float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer;\n    cursor:hand;\" src=\"http:\/\/2.bp.blogspot.com\/_xGc8ytldDks\/R1YBw_zit8I\/AAAAAAAACYY\/McxS-9Gto6E\/s200\/IMG_0307.JPG\" border=\"0\" alt=\"\" id=\"BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140297965962966978\" \/><\/a>Then a few minutes later he came running up to<br \/>\n    me, handed me the baby, and said &#8220;baby woke up now!&#8221; Now that<br \/>\n    it&#8217;s all decorated he loves to turn on the lights and say<br \/>\n    &#8220;ooohhh, look at the tree.&#8221; The low hanging ornaments have also<br \/>\n    become new crawling objectives for Eve. Can&#8217;t safely leave her<br \/>\n    in the living room anymore!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>We got our tree a little early this year. We took a little family outing on Sunday to this cut-your-own place about 1\/2 hour away. It was a lot of fun. 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