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By dev trash (Mon Dec 07, 2009 at 08:03:15 PM EST) (all tags)
And the kids go get a Christmas tree.

Sunday night is when I phone home and talk to Mom. Dad's there too but he's not much of a phone person. So I get all the local news and touch base with Mom. Saturday she and my brother and the kids ( his two and my sister's kid ) went to the local Christmas tree spot to get a tree. This place is, as far as I can remember, pretty huge. And it is an actual tree farm. I only mention this because in this day and age one has to use all kinds of tricks to get people to go out to the actual farm and not just to the Walmart to get a tree. This place's trick is horse drawn wagon rides out to the fields, and reindeer.

The kids ( S, B, and L ) two boys, and girl, just love the animals. Except that S was convinced that they were going to ride the horses out to the trees. He was scared. I can't say I blame him. There are plenty of pictures of me in tears not wanting to be near the weird four legged snorting animal, so it must be in the genes. They get the tree and my Mom and Brother go inside to pay. The kids and my brother's girlfriend go to visit the reindeer. My Mom seeing this laments that she wasn't able to take pictures of the kids with the reindeer. She pays and heads out to try to get photos when the kids come running over, all giggly and yelling. Apparently a few of the herd had full bladders and they had let go. Right there in the parking lot. Choice quote from B: "They're just peeing every where!"
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We may get our tree from the Boy Scouts this year by georgeha (2.00 / 0) #1 Tue Dec 08, 2009 at 06:42:41 AM EST
the last few years we went to a tree farm and cut our own, but it always ends up in a contest between the kids about the tree, until we all get cold and tired and I have to cut the oldest one's pick down in the dark and and hurry so we don't get locked in the tree farm.

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