At this time every year my husband gets this crazy urge to relive Clark Griswold. And if you've seen the movie it ends up the same, complete madness. Yet it wouldn't be Christmas without it.
And the hunt begins
That tree won't even fit in the backyard.
It's not going in the backyard. It's going in the dining room.
At least I brought a saw.
Ouch, ouch and more ouch. The tree is covered in thorns.
Is there going to be room for the
The first time we decorated.
The bow is a little small, but what do you top a monster of a tree like this with?
I know she looks so innocent but give her a minute and she will have the tree on the floor.
I'm not joking the tree actually came down ornaments and all.
Our second round of decorating. This time we bolted the tree to the floor.
Hopefully, we won't be decorating again.