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Thursday, December 13, 2012

O' Christmas Tree

This is the year
for making memories,
for starting traditions.

After 6 years of marriage, 2 deployments, 2 babies and countless moves,
we are staying home for the holidays!

Our little family of 4 cuddled up in our tiny little house.

Cozy, right?

Rewind to about a month ago,
over morning coffee,

"Mr. Doozie, I'd love a real tree this year."

With that little request we jumped into a dreamy scene of what our tree hunt would be like.

Hot cocoa, sleigh rides, shushing..... 
I played it up big time for the boys
Bless Mr. Doozie's heart,
he knew he really had to bring it....

So last weekend here's how it went down,
literally!
 We made our way out to a cut your own tree farm.
Found the one.
We were certain it was perfect.

In retrospect the one red flag I now see,
the ranch owner (80+years old) drove out to "chat" with Mr. Doozie.
He had that knowing smirk on his face.....
One that comes with years of wisdom.
Something we obviously didn't have.

With a few manly saws Mr. Doozie had that tree down in no time.
The boys were beaming
"That's my dad" he told the ranch owner.
We'll pause here to check out the cuteness level of the boys that day.


 Uber cute

Finding that empty nest tucked in the tree was all Mr. Doozie needed for a sign.


Un-pause

We get our grand tree home
I text my brother and ask for an assist
He and Mr. Doozie are excellent friends (roommates from college)
The laughter between the two over the ridiculousness
is heard around the block.

But they get our beautiful tree in the house
It's grand
It's wonderful
It smells like Christmas....
It's way too tall....

So we bring in an electric saw,
The boys once again are amazed
2 feet off the bottom....

Our first real tree
A glorious thing!

 It made it one entire day before this happened...
Mr. Doozie was headed home from work. 
The mess was already going to be there waiting for him...

I texted my girlfriends,
"What should I do"
"Get under that tree!!!" they replied back

Brilliant!

I tucked my shoes just right under the tree
Grabbed my camera
and yelled "help" as he came through the doorway!

Ha!

Thankfully he found it funny :) 
I love that I'm married to this man!

We cut another few feet off the bottom and reset it
All is jolly
The boys are still amazed
And well,
quite a memory has been made.

The year of our first real tree!

8 comments:

  1. It's a beautiful tree ko,and I am so glad you are making such beautiful memories with your family.
    And you are so right, those are two uber cute boys you have there!

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  2. ok. i was looking at those first few shots at the farm thinking to myself...that's too big, ko. but that's what i love about you. you go big. we have a friend who quite literally disappeared into the ether. poof, gone. strange emails from china, palestine, bosnia, ...matt is pretty sure he is some sort of mercenary something or other and it does seem to be the most logical explanation. he did everything over the top...mountain biking, running, skiing,temper tantrums. he called me gal, which i love, and he always said, like always, GO BIG OR GO HOME. Joe kenworthy would be all over that tree! you went big AND home! love the sneakers! love you all! oh those boys!

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  3. LOVE it....and how sweet was that little nest!

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  4. love the photos and progression to a toppled tree, especially the shoes under the tree, ha ha ha! Your boys are so adorable :)

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  5. I can totally see this story being told every year during xmas time!!! LoOoOoOved reading every bit of it!!!...and such awesome pics you took to capture this hilarious story :)

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  6. SO super sweet. You got the hella big tree and you made it work. I think you and I might be a little bit alike there.
    Your boys are scrumptious.
    XO
    C

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  7. Too funny! At least it is nice and round :-) I am so excited about your cozy family Christmas. I hope it is dreamy!

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  8. Quite a project, but what a tree! Glorious memories.

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