Every time I look at our tree I just smile--she isn't my love, but she is awkwardly beautiful. The girls decorated the tree so many of the branches are overloaded with ornaments and are hanging down, but it all adds to the magic. This tree is theirs, and they know it.
**My girls quickly learned that throwing hay up in the air is way itchier than throwing leaves. You can only imagine the whining on the way to the car. I'm pretty sure they both drove home in their panties. ;)
**I miss the midwest every year in the fall. I've never seen red, yellow and orange the way I saw it in Illinois, Michigan and Wisconsin. I was so excited to see another color other than brown as we were leaving the tree farm. Excuse my ugly feet--Tim really dislikes them.