the perfect tree

A few snapshots of our afternoon picking out our Christmas tree. Christmas wouldn't be Christmas without the scent of a real tree, without going and picking one out and having the old guys (the same ones who have been there since we started going in 1999) at the Asbury Methodist tree lot helping us. I honestly can't imagine a fake tree... it would be like a fake Christmas:-) Getting it out of your attic just isn't the same thing. (No offense to the fake tree lovers out there, but you are SO MISSING OUT!)

A few more of Gray before we left...

The car ride.... ah, the anticipation! (He fell asleep shortly after this was taken:-)

The tree lot!!
Holding daddy's hand

Look how high I can reach!!
Peeking through the branches


Woo-hoo! We found it! The boys are holding our special tree while daddy goes to get one of the tree guys.
Do you not just want to kiss his sweet lips?!
Ahhh... nothing quite as delicious as SNOT.

My model boy, Miller