|Christmas tree ornaments - from our previous Christmas trees!|
(*Update 12/11/14 - Here is the garland!*)
Oh, Hepworth family Christmas traditions. Speaking of those . . .
The Saturday before Thanksgiving, we went on a little trip up to the Arizona White Mountains to cut down our Christmas tree - Squire's favorite Christmas tradition. We cut our tree down from the White Mountains last year, too. A
Here are some photos documenting the parts of the day we want to remember most (NOT for example, the bathroom stops on the side of the road with a newly potty trained little girl, which may or may not have included a trail of little poops spaced out evenly and frequently enough to rival and outlast Hansel and Gretel's bread crumb trace. . . or the "sticker getters" that found their way into every nook and cranny of our socks, shoes and pants . . . or pictures/video of the kids crying in unison to "Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer" the whole last hour of the drive home. Nope. No photos to remember those things.) We do, however, have these:
Interesting fowl on the side of the road - there were two of them - partridges?! ;) Only a pear tree would have made this better, and more delicious. Don't worry, we didn't eat the birds. And for the record, I have no clue what they really were.
Lincoln with "the one!"
"Yay!" Family snapshot with our tree.
Little Jocelyn - look at those little neck folds, and her pink cheeks, and her little hands! Excuse me while I go chomp on my baby girl's face for a moment. . .
K. I'm back! :) Here are the boys, hard at work, sawing down our Christmas tree.
Atley, being her adorable little self.
Lincoln helping daddy saw. Learning how to be a man.
All tied up and ready to go!
I don't know who did this to this tree on the side of the road, but I kind of love them. Seriously. So much joy seeing that little guy right here while driving up and down the canyon.
The sun setting on our time in the White Mountains. All in all - it was a fabulous way to start off our Christmas season. May there be many, many more years of this great tradition to come.