Found: One Christmas tree

On Saturday we piled into the Jeep and headed to a tree farm to find our Christmas tree.

The girls were in high spirits. Ximena has been talking about decorating a tree for weeks now.

We tromped through the field, making our way between trees of various sizes and shapes in search of the right one.

And we found it.

Just the right size.

The girls hovered and squatted to catch a better glimpse of Ricky cutting the tree down.

On our way out, we stopped at the barn to look at the nativity scene and pet the animals, then  went inside for bright green Christmas wreath, cookies, and hot chocolate.

Then, we took our tree home.

And we decorated.

Our house smells so piney and fresh.

Ximena was in heaven. The minute I pulled the decorations out of the attic she set to work decorating and un-decorating the bottom half of the tree. She worked on it until we pulled her away for her nap.

All week she has continued the ritual. Right now as she sleeps, there is a small pile of ornaments under the tree waiting for her to place them back on the tree.