December has thrown blogging out the window. It's been kind of nice actually, but I don't want to forget the details of the season.
We had our ward Christmas party, including a visit from the big S.C. Lily was scared of his jolly old self from clear across the room, so we didn't even attempt a picture with her. Is it only my kids (the older ones included) that always get shy in front of Santa? They never look him in the face and Ty always looks like he's being tortured. Their voices are barely audible when they answer him in one word only responses. It's a shock Santa is ever able to get their gifts right... proof that Christmas magic lives on.
Lily preferred to be left alone in her little chair. Isn't she pathetic...pathetically cute??
Maggie had the opportunity to participate in a small, but incredibly talented children's choir that sang with our stake choir and orchestra at this year's Christmas concert. That's right - our stake has its own orchestra. They are amazing! Children have never been asked to be a part of the concert before. The choir is unbelievable! They practice once a week year round along with the orchestra, performing a few times a year. We were so excited that Maggie was asked to participate. It was a lot of hard work, but so rewarding. She did great and we were so proud of her. I don't have a single picture to show for it all. Grrr. Just know that she was cute. Very cute.
The hunt for the perfect Christmas tree is always one of our favorite parts about Christmas. It seems like fewer and fewer families are buying fresh trees, but for us that's how it will forever be. Yes, the needles are a mess. Yes, it's always tricky getting the tree to stand (and remain) straight. But there is absolutely nothing that can duplicate the scent of the real thing. LOVE it. I love that when visitors walk through our front door they are drawn to the fragrant,
real tree. And of course everyone wants to run their fingers through the needles, sending a few more to the floor. That's ok though. It's all part of the experience.

And now for a little gem of a memory from my past: When I was a kid we always bought fresh trees. I'm not sure if Christmas tree stands weren't invented yet or what. Actually I'm quite sure they were around - I think my dad just figured he could get our tree to stand straight without the help of some plastic thing with screws...3 very very convenient screws. It always took what seemed like at least 2 hours just to get the tree standing. We didn't use a generic tree stand from Wal-mart. Oh no. We used real man supplies...a bucket and some bricks. Sounds scary, right? It was. A few of us were assigned the job of holding the tree as straight and still as possible inside of the bucket, while a few more kids were spread out on every side of the tree yelling, "It's leaning to the left!" "Oh no! now it's leaning to the right!" It's falling into the window!" And my dad would be on the floor under the tree grumbling, and shoving bricks down into the bucket very strategically so as to hold the tree straight. It was very tedious work. Someone always got in trouble for not holding the tree perfectly still. And overall it wasn't a very merry time. But by the time the decorating began we all forgot how mad we were about the dang tree. Mom, Dad, we go fresh because of you, but we ARE the owners of a regular old tree stand. It's been a great source of family harmony. And I've since learned that the entire process of purchasing, setting up, AND decorating the tree can be completed in approximately 90 minutes rather that 9 hours.



Merry Christmas to all of you! Hope you are enjoying every minute of this blessed time of year
with your family and friends.
Merry Christmas Carrie! It sounds like December has been filled with all sorts of great things for your family. We are fans of the real tree too, and always will be as well. Looking forward to catching up with you in January.
Ingrid said...
December 24, 2010 at 7:47 AM
I'm SO glad that you own a Christmastree stand. It makes for so much less seasonal repenting and forgiving. And now that all of you kids are grown and gone, we own a stand. It only took one year of me holding the tree. Wish we'd bought one sooner - but then, where would the great memories be? Thanks for writing that part of our lives - I laughed until I couldn't see! Merry Christmas!
Mom said...
December 25, 2010 at 5:57 AM
love you carrie, you tell things in such a fun way.
Crys said...
December 25, 2010 at 2:07 PM
a bucket and bricks! oh, you had me laughing!
i am SO with you on the real tree thing. having a fake tree isn't even an option. in my opinion, fake trees are the enemy of all things decent and good.
i have so many memories of finding the "perfect tree" as a kid. i wouldn't want to deprive my kids of such memories! and the smell! ah.
robin said...
December 30, 2010 at 9:43 PM