On Sunday afternoon, I dragged Aaron kicking and screaming to go pick out a Christmas Tree with me & he was NOT happy. Aaron's tradition is to get in the Ute (truck) and go to the country and cut down a random tree. Now, that sounds all romantic and wonderful and fabulous, but I have seen the stolen trees and they are of the Charlie Brown Christmas Tree lineage. So, it took a lot of work to get him to agree to BUY a 30 dollar tree (which I thought was QUITE a bargain.) But we found the "Keeper" and we brought it home after a trip to Kmart to buy some decorations (which aaron says costs us $200 - which is such an exaggeration. I can think of so many more decorations to buy, Mr. Grinch).
The cats have left the tree alone UNTIL today when I bought the tree skirt. Well, that makes all the difference. The cats now love the tree. Love to sit under the tree. Love to look at the lights. It is weird.
Here are some pictures of aaron and the tree, the cats and the tree and our niece, Daisy Mae, under the tree. She LOVED the flashing lights. Cheap entertainment!
Russell... he is a mess
"Merry Christmas" love Rico and Russell. Goodness they are ugly.
Daisy Mae.
Daisy loving the lights.
